My mom spent last weekend in the hospital after she couldn't get up off the floor. They never did come up with a diagnosis. Scary!
On Sunday, I brought Saturday's mail, including an announcement that her step-granddaughter was graduating from Medical School. Very cool!
I realized it was missing a few minutes after someone picked up her breakfast tray. An aide helped me look for it, but the tray wasn't in the unit. She made a call. 30 minutes later, she brought it in. Someone in the kitchen had searched the trays and found it before it got tossed into the garbage.
Now that was above the call of duty. Really cool!