Irony and a Bubbly Elevator

The widow was attending the funeral of her husband who had died from complications of a broken hip. At the funeral she tripped and fell, breaking her hip. She's our patient now. The patient has severe dementia which prevents her from appreciating the irony. I'm not sure if that's good or bad.

Also tonight, a visitor asked me for directions to the bubbly elevator. Since we don't have any elevators that are bubbly, I was confused by his request. I asked him to repeat himself twice. I was staring at him blankly when it occurred to me that he might be saying public elevator. Yes, it turned out that was what he wanted. Perhaps it's time to get my hearing checked.