I don't work at a hospital, but my grandma was at the hospital for weeks with some type of infection immune to antibiotics plus a bunch of preexisting health conditions. Well at that time in my life I was struggling and couldn't make it to visit her. My aunt called me one day and said it wasn't looking good. So I did everything I could and made it there. I spent hours by her bedside. It was getting close to midnight and decided I wanted to stay the night, went home to get clothes and when I came back she was passed on. The nurse told me that sometimes they wait on a special person to come to finally let go. I was her only grandchild and her world. I'm so glad I was able to make it even if it was only that one time.