Why me!? Really!?

I was soon going to give birth and my husband had agreed with a colleague at his work that if we needed to go to the hospital he would drive us to the hospital as we did not have a car. So, I was calm as I knew he lived close to us and that it was OK to phone whenever we needed. So at 05:00 the water broke and we phoned him. He arrived in a Mini Morris and we drove quickly away. It was very uncomfortable as I had pains every minute and in this small car I felt every bump on the road. The driver was nervous and drove as fast as he could. We arrived and he said very relieved: Here we are! I looked at the hospital and to my horror I realised that it was not the correct hospital. He had taken me to the wrong hospital! Really!? How could this happen!? I am going to strangle my husband!

                                                        Queen Charlotte´s Hospital