When it was time for me to leave, I had no ride home. She got on the phone with the social worker. Not only did she get me a ride home, but she also secured my belongings and escorted me downstairs, carrying all of my belongings. She ensured that I not only had a ride home today, but for the next 2 years. She fed me and clothed me as if I were a General; respect was unbelievable. I thought I was being taken care of by my mother; she acted as if I were the doctor. She is my MVP of the ward, deserving extra recognition!