I know it's Saturday and not many are reading blogs, but I want to remember this.
Yesterday Dennis and I thought we were on our way to the Walmart in Sanger. It's bigger and cleaner than the one closer to us. But on the way out there (about a 30 minutes from our house) we drove by the hospital I gave birth to Logan in 1979. I've always felt nostalgic about that place. It's very small, and unlike the hospitals around here that I seem to visit often throughout the years, the only memory I have of Sanger hospital is giving birth in it 32 years ago.
I knew it had closed down in 2004, but yesterday as we were driving by I told Dennis I thought I saw the front door open. He wearily said, "I guess this means you want to stop." (We go through a similar conversation whenever we are in Sanger.) As we were getting out of the car I heard him say to himself, "the things you get me into." Poor guy.
So we walk up to the large open door and could not see a soul around.
Just wide open, vacant and empty hallways.
"Hey this is my chance. I've been wanting to walk through this place since Logan was born. Can we go in?"
I expected Dennis to say, No, it's not safe, let's just leave.
But surprisingly he said,
"Sure go for it."
So here we are in this very old and emptied out building full of desolate hallways.
Quite the 'has been' feeling to it.
Like the kind of dreams I have...you know, going back to the past, but no one is there.
Less than a minute later here comes this worker-looking-man asking what we were needing.
Dennis points towards me and says,
"Her son was born here 32 years ago, and she just wants to look around."
So this worker actually says,
"I was born here too!...in 1969....do you want to see the delivery room?"
Need he ask? YES!
But then the worker stops and says,
"Did you hear this place is haunted?"
NO.
I backed up a few feet and then I thought...wait a minute,
so what if it's haunted. I still want to see it, so we continued on.
I have many fears, but not of ghosts.
The worker explained how this story was on the news just last week,
about how some say Sanger hospital is "very haunted" so he thought we were there to check that out.
So this may not look like much to you, but this is the very room Logan was born in:
And not only that, but I got to see the room I stayed in.
I remembered exactly which hallway it was.
Then I had to choose between 4 rooms.
Since this was the only room of the 4 that had the bathroom in the corner,
I knew this was it. I very clearly remember that bathroom and where it was!
And I do remember the nursery...That's the little window parents and grandparents would peer into.
However, Logan was never in the nursery.
I was a rebel back then.
In 1979 most babies went to the nursery after birth, but not mine.
He stayed right by me.
He was put into an isolette because he kept turning a purple color.
The nurses told me he wasn't able to keep his body temp up.
Well guess what?
The next morning I realized it was because the window in the bathroom was left OPEN and we had a continual breeze.
As soon as I shut that window, Logan was fine and we got rid of the isolette.
Plus I did this.
So when we got home yesterday, we googled about the news story,
Hard to believe there really are people who would stay up all night waiting for ghosts to appear.
I could have told them they would never find bad spirits in a place I gave birth in.