I recently was taken to hospital after smashing my knee into concrete while performing the ancient art of speediness...in the dark...without looking where I was running...and tripping and falling heavily on a concrete block. 
My partner took me to hospital in our unmarked car and I walked/hobbled into the Emergency Department under my own steam.
We "visit" our local A & E on a fairly regular basis, normally in company with a nutbag or in relation to a nutbag already at the hospital who requires our specialised treatment that the medical system cannot provide. hence we get along pretty well with our local medical staff.
I was sitting on the bed in the A & E with my busted up leg hanging in front of me. The Doc walked up and tripped and kicked my sore leg (and when I say sore, I mean I had soft tissue injury to my knee and numerous micro-fractures to my patella and lower femur - main I was running that night). Anyway, the Doc kicks my sore leg, and I looked at him and said, "You are aware I have a loaded gun, aren't you?"
He was very apologetic.
They had no problem me carrying in the hospital, however when it became clear I was there for a while, my partner relieved me of my belt and kicked back and enjoyed the lovely hospitality of the beautiful nurses at Calvary Hospital! :D
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