As a kid we went to the University of Michigan hospital every six months for my brother.
One visit we go to the cafeteria for lunch as usual, and there were signs everywhere warning that microwave ovens were in use!
My mom asked one of the staffers what the signs were for and she told us that it turns out these new devices could affect pacemakers in a real bad way.
“We found out the hard way when a few patients went into cardiac arrest right here in the cafeteria! Took them awhile to connect the dots…”
“Oh my god,” my mom said! “Did you lose anyone?”
“Oh no honey…there ain’t no better place to have one of those than in a hospital!”
It would be years before we got one at home, and nobody we knew had a pacemaker.
Ah, that makes a lot of sense.
As a kid we went to the University of Michigan hospital every six months for my brother.
One visit we go to the cafeteria for lunch as usual, and there were signs everywhere warning that microwave ovens were in use!
My mom asked one of the staffers what the signs were for and she told us that it turns out these new devices could affect pacemakers in a real bad way.
“We found out the hard way when a few patients went into cardiac arrest right here in the cafeteria! Took them awhile to connect the dots…”
“Oh my god,” my mom said! “Did you lose anyone?”
“Oh no honey…there ain’t no better place to have one of those than in a hospital!”
It would be years before we got one at home, and nobody we knew had a pacemaker.