Thursday, April 29, 2010
I had nightmares about my legs. I won't go into the details but part of the dream was trying to walk to the hospital. It seemed I kept getting lost and I was walking and walking and my legs kept getting worse along the way.
In reality I know where the hospital is and it is only about 2 miles from my house (I think I will drive, also). It is a hospital I haven't been to for about 20 years or more, but I was still in the registration area of the computers. However, it was my previous name (I remarried 10 years ago).
I went to the hospital (the one I work at) about 9 years ago and felt very unwell when they admitted me for asthma and I didn't look at the wrist band (they had put my previous name on it) and my husband called the hospital and asked for me and they said I wasn't there. I remember looking up at the small chalkboard in my room and wondering who Pearson was (it was me). It probably took me about 8 hours to realize my name band was wrong.
Moral of the story: Look at your wristband when you check into a hospital....