Everybody in this hospital knows my name

Two days after surgery I was being served my first meal.  Up to now it was water only.
My upper dentures were nowhere to be found. Panic ensued. At least six nurses rummaged through my nightstand.  Then someone had the bright idea that they might have gone out with the morning laundry.
Nada.
The cleaning lady had seen a plastic bag on my nightstand and decided it was trash.  
So everybody up and down the hallways had a good laugh about that one