There have been a few eventful moments at work this week for myself, but mainly one sticks out to me!

I work in a hospital in the borough of Kensington. This hospital is actually quite new compared to other hospitals in London. It was originally built to be a mall and for some reason that didn't work out, so instead it was transformed into the hospital it now is. Its nice because its fairly modern and you don't feel like your walking into a hospital when you go there. Its all open in the middle up to the ceiling with the units lining the edges of the building on every floor, with escalators and lifts in the middle. Usually there is some live entertainment at lunch time. One day I arrived to work to find a sitar player sitting on a mat at the bottom of the escalators. Pretty cool fung shway!

Anyways I was on the bottom floor buying my lunch and a coffee at the Costa Coffee and I decided to take the lift up to the 3rd floor where I work in the Neonatal Unit. Usually I take the stairs because its better exercise but today I was lazy. The lifts are always full because the general public are not allowed to use the stairs since they are open in concept and apparently someone committed suicide years ago jumping off the top level only to smash to the bottom floor - pretty traumatic to say the least. Something to note is that the lifts are pretty slow to begin with and usually since there are so many people, every floor gets hit so it tends to take even longer.

Well as I got into the lift a few other people crammed in as well including a young mom with her toddler in a pram. Then last minute before the doors closed this other young couple roughly my age made it into the lift! Another close look and myself along with everyone realised this girl was soaking wet from the waist down and her partner was holding a towel around her (overtop of her pants). The girl was also breathing heavily, so if you haven't figured it out by now she was in labour and her water had obviously broken.

You could tell the couple was anxious to get up to the 3rd floor where I was going since the maternity ward is also there. The young mom with the toddler needed to get off on the 4th floor and someone else was getting off on the 1st floors when suddenly the toddler in the pram pipes up to say "mom when do we get out of the lift?" The mom replies "only in 3 more floors darling." Suddenly as if the world was going to fall apart the toddler lets out a wimper and shouts NOOOO and kicks his feet - as if its the most awful thing in the world that he's trapped in a lift for only 3 more floors! Never mind the poor lady in labour about to give birth in the bloody lift! The labour couple kind of looked at the toddler with this look on their faces like, what have we gotten ourselves into? Shoot. The mom of the toddler was like, "ssssshhh darling ssssshhh, this is hardly the moment to be complaining about such a thing!" Everyone else in the lift was sort of chuckling to themselves by this point when suddenly the 3rd floor popped up and I got off the lift with the poor parents to be! Just a funny little moment.

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