And the answer is, "Don't Panic!"

My volunteering in the hospital keeps getting me closer to the Twilight Zone. I don't mean the Vampire one but the old TV show. I was waiting for the elevator. The door opens and a with child female type person is in a sort of wide eye panic. She looks at me and blurts out, "My water broke in the elevator are you a Doctor?" The baby turned out fine and I should be discharged myself tomorrow. Panic and heart attacks seem to have something in common.