Dead Man Riding...

My mom, mother-in-law (MIL), and I all took Colton to a GI specialist today.  Our pediatrician has been worried with Colton's weight gain - err, lack of weight gain, that is.  The appointment took almost 3 hours, but only saw the doctor for about 15 minutes.  My mom left to go get the car while my MIL and I  made the follow-up appointment.  The lady answered the phone about 10 times while I'm trying to make the appointment.  VERY RUDE, right??  I wasn't just crabby, because I was hungry, right??  So, now I've made the appointment and all we have to do was ride the elevator down to get to the lobby.  Guess what?  We waited another 7-10 minutes for the elevator.  We thought about taking the stairs, but I had Colton in his carrier and it is heavy!  The elevator door opens and MIL notices it is going up.  Shucks - we want to go down.  Then, a different door opens going down, and there are three men standing next to a stretcher.  I do a double-take and see a body bag on the stretcher.  I walk on the elevator with my MIL behind me, and I say "is that a-a...".  She answers "yes".  We ride the elevator in silence.  Two men get off and it's just me, MIL, Colton, body bag, and one man left.  The man (who by the way, has an ear piece in like the secret service) says quietly "we don't normally use the main elevator, but the staff elevator is broken".  I couldn't believe what was happening.  MIL, Colton, and I exited and could not stop laughing.  I think we would in shock.  I can not believe that we rode in the elevator with a dead guy (or girl for that matter).  Does that freak you out??