Entry for Tuesday, 19 August 2008
Sometimes being a doctor is sad. It has to do with the job and the things that we/I have to attend to - deaths, cancer diagnoses, leaking valves, aneurysms that are about to blow up. Been there, seen it, had it happen within the last few weeks.
Sometimes there are happier moments - cancer diagnoses that were
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Some folks, like my dad, couldn't be saved, but I've always been grateful to the wonderful people who cared and did everything they could. And I told them so, so there. *g*
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