Happy Birthday Whoever You are

I am posting again. Not that anyone but Emily and Trent will probably read it.. but I am pretty darn bored at work already and I have a fantastic story. I will let them in on my early morning bus escapades... cuz I know it makes them HAPPY! So, the 22.. is pretty tame. Ya, a few transvestites, a couple of crazies, but nothing too much. Not like the 9 bus. That is the winner. Cuz the only people on it... are going to UCSF General Hospital. Nothing against where I slave away (hehe, ya right) but it does tend to attract the crazy ones. And I am there to chat them up on their journey. The story begins... now. I get on and sit down, trying to heed the advice of my caring friends and ignore everyone, but that lasts like 2 minutes. This women is sitting near me and asks me if I have any Tylenol. Perpetually unprepared, of course I don't. She was like, oh cuz I think I am in labor.. and I need something to take the edge off. What?!? Then of course, she notices my UCSF id.. not the part that says Pathology, just the UCSF General Employee part. "You're a doctor?" Um, no madam, I am surely not. I ask her how far along she is, and how long the contractions have been happening...wanting to assist, but not get tooooo involved. Poor thing was scared as all out. She is due in the middle of October, and had to leave work once the pain got too bad. So I am thinking.. we have like 20 minutes before baby time. Luckily we were only about 3 blocks away. I try to keep her calm and breathing and it is so weird cuz everyone on the bus can hear what is going on.. but no one is even looking in our direction. I am, of course, thinking "oh my goodness, how exciting" and quickly hurry her off the bus and escort her over to the hospital's general entrance. I flash my ID and get her wheeled away pronto. I couldn't go any further, as I am some crazy stranger from the bus, but my thoughts are with my new friend and hopefully her new happy addition. So there.. talking to people on the bus is the best thing ever.