Friday, but it's going to be an atypical TGIF- merited by an atypical week.
It's been one of those weeks that are trying and draining, emotionally, physically, in every way. For a not-very-full Burn Unit, we've made up for that in severity of illness and complexity of ethical issues.
Somehow, exactly what I've needed has landed in my hands when I've most needed it, and for that I am beyond grateful- and I'm humbled. Sometimes it's been as simple as a chocolate ice cream from the burn unit galley. At 330 this morning it was an email from a patient who is an inspiration as an athlete and a person. It's been someone who works with me telling me how much they respect my candor with families in the worst of situations. It's been a bunch of stick figures drawn onto a picture as a present- from a group of adults, mind you. It's been a bottle of wine with a card reminding me why I do what I do- even when it's exhausting. It's been finding the courage to not apologize for crying when my heart is broken by a patient and their family (there IS crying in baseball and in surgery, for the record, and that's okay).
And, as I was reminded in the words of Desiree Adaway, "Do not apologize for letting your light shine." I hope and believe I've been able to do that in spite of the madness.
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Now playing: Steve Earle - God Is God
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