I lost my attending to suicide: a story of loss and ladybugs
I lost my attending to suicide. A lot of things about life changed that day.
In the days of grief that followed, I was consoled by my mentor who suggested we meet outside on a patch of grass near the hospital. As we shrinks say, we needed time to emotionally process. I remember being grateful that I was going to get fresh air. The hospital felt suffocated by the all too …
