I finished a stretch of six out of seven work days this morning with a near Code Pink thanks to a little 5 year old boy clad only in a diaper and nameband (thankfully!) in search of his mother. He looked very innocent as a surgical nurse brought him back in hand asking if we were missing anyone. We weren't until we saw him!
"Where's my mom?"
"We called her and she should be coming soon."
So I left him in the next shift's hand hoping along with him that his mother would soon show up!
(BTW, a Code Pink, for those non-medical, is what we would call on the overhead paging system if a child goes missing in the hospital. Everyone who works there knows what it means and gets information on who went missing so they can be on the lookout. This is not a good way to end your shift!)
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