I went to my favorite cardiology department yesterday, and I saw a grandmother dressed in decent clothes with a suitcase walking through the hallway. I ask her:

Are you not lost?

I can’t find a way out here...

I took my grandmother. I pointed out the direction to the taxi stop and, pleased, I go back to the department, Figli, the grandmother helped - did a good thing... In five minutes my colleague breaks into the office with screams: "Karaul, emergency, my patient has escaped! A grandmother with progressive Alzheimer’s disease. A neighbor in the room said that the grandmother was tired of waiting for me to come and help her gather. Dressed up and left. The family will come in five minutes to pick her up. “Has no one seen her anywhere?”