Walking out after a shift in the ER causes this physician to reflect:
Leaving my shift yesterday, I walked past a family grieving the unexpected death of an elderly loved one. There they were, gathered in the conference room, making phone calls, comforting one another. I was in my jacket, a drink in my hand (tea, mind you), my backpack over my shoulder. I was headed home to a beautiful, healthy wife and to the hugs and kisses of my beautiful, healthy children. My world diametrically opposite to the one I was passing. The contrast so large, it was like alternate universes passing one another. I hate that.
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