Georgia

Hospitals are full of ghost stories. Two women from Georgia joined me in the Garden District on a rainy Sunday afternoon this spring. One of them was a nurse in Labor and Delivery and she said they had one room that things were always happening in. The phone rang routinely without anyone on the other line, until the staff got fed up and pulled out the cord--the phone still rang.

For some reason that room was used mostly for storage. But if all the other rooms were full, they would have to put a new mother in that room. When that happened, they would have to make a path through the boxes to get the bassinet into the room so that the mother could hold her baby. Once they had a woman there and her husband was with her, sleeping on a chair beside the bed. At two o'clock in the morning he called the nurses' desk and demanded, "where is my baby?" The nurses didn't know what he was talking about, the baby was asleep in the nursery. He was furious, he insisted that someone had just wheeled the baby into the room and must have taken the baby away. The nurses went to the room to show him that his baby was fine and asleep in the nursery. When they entered the room the path they'd made through the boxes was all filled in.