EDIT: I just decided that mentioning the city of my birth – which is in the hospital’s name – prolly isn’t a great idea security-wise, even though it’s not easily tied to me directly. So I’ll just say that almost 54 years later I know the name because it had a memorable acronym. 
Torrance General for me. My mom’s ob/gyn at the time was Dr. Grubb.
Bethesda Naval Hospital. I just googled it. It’s official name was the National Naval Medical Center. So I guess I was wrong to say I knew the name. It’s now part of Walter Reed.
I share a first name with my birth hospital, so it’s hard to forget.
Not only do I know the name of the hospital where I was born, but I practiced medicine there for a time, years ago. But it was recently torn down. 
I know its name, and it no longer exists. I’d contact the state archives if I needed documentation.
I was born in San Jose, California; my parents only lived there for just under two years, and we moved from there to suburban Chicago three months after I was born.
My official copy of my birth certificate (which I obtained from Santa Clara County back in the early 1990s) doesn’t list the hospital, and 60 years later, I doubt that my parents would remember.
Lawrence Hospital is what it was know as when I was born. Some time in the 1990s or maybe late 1980s they changed their name to Lake Norman Regional Medical Center. In probably the early aughts they built a shiny new hospital on what had been rural land on the outskirts of town (which in turn led to a big building boom in the surrounding area, so it’s no longer anything close to resembling rural anymore). The old hospital building I was born in then I believe became an assisted living center for a while, and now appears to house county government offices.
Loma Linda University Medical Center. The old one was torn down decades ago ago by angry villagers. The new one is one of the most highly- rated teaching hospitals in the country in some areas.
Mine is the one with the stork on the parking garage.
I know what city I was born in, but not what hospital. My parents moved to another town just a few months after I was born, so I have no memory of my birth city.
Born here back in ‘67.
St. Anthony’s on the sout’west side of Chicago. It’s still there, though I haven’t been back since.
It’s on your birth certificate. If you don’t have one, you might want to get a copy well before you might need it, as some Dopers have discovered.
Not necessarily, as I noted upthread. I don’t have the original; the official copy which the county provided to me 30+ years ago did not list the hospital.
I returned, like a salmon, to the hospital of my birth to give birth to my children. Yes, i know it’s name (unless it’s changed recently) and it’s location.
I have no idea what a “work wife” (or work husband, i guess) is. So i voted “no”, but maybe?
It’s someone at work (usually of the opposite sex) you team with and spend almost as many waking hours with as you do with your spouse. When I worked in a two teacher-independent studies classroom, during all my work hours that other teacher was my “work wife”. We were a solid block of resistance against any stupidity (mostly administrators) entering from “outside” our “house”.
That’s how I’ve always understood the term, as well. I had a “work wife” when I was at my first job out of college: we were of similar ages, worked for the same manager, and had similar jobs; we were both also a little “non-traditional” (i.e., not stuffy and intense) compared to our colleagues, so we kind of banded together for mutual support.
We worked closely together for six years (until she left for another job) and became very good (but absolutely platonic) friends, and I was the godfather for one of her sons. 30+ years later, we’re still good friends and talk regularly.
I mean, I’ve usually had one or two close friends at work that i spent a lot of time with. And outside of meals, i don’t actually spend that many “walking hours” with my husband. So maybe? I guess I’ve never felt like i had an exclusive relationship with one coworker. On the other hand, a lot of my non-work friends are polyamorous, so I’m not sure that’s disqualifying. 