"Hospital Check-in"

Yesterday morning, I dropped a friend off at one of our local hospitals for her 1:30 knee repair surgery.

At 8:00 that evening, during visiting hours, I stopped by to see how she was doing...I gave my name and identification at the welcome desk, and said I was there to see my friend.  "I don't have that name in this hospital."   "But I dropped her here this morning for a 1:30 surgery"  "What is her name again?  Wait...I do see that she had surgery today, but she doesn't have a room here!"  "Yes she does...she told me that she has a private room on the third floor."   "Oh, here it is...room #... She is not there because she is still in the recovery room, but you can go up and leave a note for her..." 

I went up to the third floor an the room didn't exist...but as I wandered through the halls, by the second staff station, I found the room.  And it was a beautiful one for a hospital...more like a suite in a luxury cruise ship!  And it should...for what price?  Maybe $10,000 per night?   As visiting hours were ending, I left evidence of my visit, and left...

When I stopped by the following the evening, the receptionist said that she remembered me from the night before, and said that my friend should be in her room!  Better!