However, while working as a student nurse, I found one elderly gentleman already dressed
and sitting on the bed with a suitcase at his feet, who insisted he didn’t need my help to
leave the hospital. After a chat about Rules are Rules,
he reluctantly let me wheel him to the elevator.
On the way down I asked him if his wife was meeting him.
“I don’t know,” he said. “She’s still upstairs in the bathroom changing out of her hospital gown.”