Wife in the hospital

My wife complained about the coating in her mouth. She had a headache as well. This morning she says the side of her face is numb. She called her doctor and he said to go to the emergence room. This is the first place you want to be if you want to see Zombies. So she checks in and we move to room number 9. That just sounds bad to me. I don't like the number 9. So while we sit there dying, you hear a few screens in the background and with all the Zombie movies books and blogs I have seen, you start thinking of what could happen.
I hear my wife breathing, a good sign at this point, I look around the room for objects that will sever off the head of an infected person or by a Zombie. In the hospital most proletariat you are infected. Infected people out number staff four to one. So as I look I see the IV pole that is attached to the side of the bed. I did wiggle it around just to make sure I could get it off when I needed it. I could at least cut em with the hook with a good hard swing. Then there are the rubber gloves. Three sizes, small medium and large. I would request a box of extra large if I had to be in here any longer then I would wanted to.
There is the bag for the dirty sheets. I'm thinking I could throw it over the head and arms so they could see us while I roll the big bed out of the room.
The nurse came in and I have the sheet pulled over my wife's head. Just in case the powers that be were looking for fresh live body to feed the caught Zombies. I want my wife to stay with me.