Scary

In the hospital waiting room today, the lady next to me suddenly became very upset. She was in for tests, expecting that she would need surgery immediately afterwards. She was sitting there, dawdling away the time, when she noticed her hospital bracelet. The name on it was not her own. The birthday was not hers. The doctor was not hers. She wondered what they would've operated on, after she got put under anethesia, with her wrist bracelet saying she was somebody else. "This is the kind of thing you read about, but you don't expect it to happen to you," she said.

It makes me very thankful that, at Childrens, they always tell us to check Maggie's wristband before they attach it to her. But it also makes me wonder about the care at our local hospital. Scary....