I was working at the hospital in 1996 during dietary work. At the same time my grandmother was really sick and at the same hospital where I worked at. Earlier that day I visited her and she was on some type of breathing machine as well as y unconscious.
Later on that night I got a page that I had to pick up some food carts from the 7th floor East building where my grandmother was stationed. It seemed odd because I had already picked up the carts from that floor an hour earlier so I thought, well I probably missed one so I went back up. When I got to the 7th floor there were no carts to be picked up, so I decided to go see my grandmother again while I was up there. I sat down with her for about 10 minutes. On the way out I kissed her on her forehead and for the first time I saw a smile appear on her face even though she was on a breathing machine and unconscious I could still see a small smirk which made me laugh a little bit, and at the time I thought she was going to be alright and that she would be coming home soon. I was only 14 so I really didn't know how sick she really was.
I ended up going back down stairs and I had a talk with my supervisor and she told me that she didn't page me about the food carts and that she was the only supervisor working at the time and no one else could've paged me. I made it home about 30 minutes later and when I got there I saw my mom hugging my dad and she was crying and I just got that feeling that my grandmother had passed. I was right. This is one experience I'll never forget.