My Stanley Hotel

The hospital can be a scary place for many. I'm there 5 days a week and yes, its still scary for me too. But probably not for the reasons you may think. I'm not scared of blood. I'm not scared of sick people. I'm not scared of machines. I'm not scared of needles (as long as I'm doing the sticking) I'm not scared of death. But I am scared of ghost children. I know...you're thinking WTF. Let me explain.

Every few weeks I have to drop off equipment to be picked up for off-site sterile processing. It is on my way to this drop zone I pass by the creepiest place I've ever seen. Its in the basement of the hospital which in itself is not scary like you may think (our dept is actually in the basement). This particular place is where old or extra beds are stored. Its a huge room thats always dark with this one light constantly flickering. Mostly there are baby beds in there. For those who don't know, in the hospital, baby beds have bars all the way around them. So the tots don't roll out of them. They just look creepy to me. There are also these gates that separate different parts of this storage room. I wish I had a picture because I know it doesn't sound scary but TRUST.

Every time I roll by there I'm scared to look in but I always do. I'm always expecting to see ghost children flying around, climbing the fences, shaking the bed/cribs. Or this:

These tiny bitches give me the heebie jeebies. Always have, always will. I'm terrified of ghost children. Give me adult ghosts, dismembered ghosts, demon ghosts any time. But ghost children, count me out.

So the moral of the story, kids...the hospital is a fascinating place. I love it there. But come the day I see a ghost child, I'm tucking my tail between my legs and I'm peacing out.

Sidebar: In my research of finding these scary tots, I found out they are "The Watson Twins," from Britian. And my maiden name is Watson. CREEPY!!!