Kicked in The Gut

Tonight, like every night, I sat in the wooden rocker in little Hadley’s room. I hugged her close to me and inhaled deeply. The smell of baby shampoo, the softness of her cheek against mine, the sound of my other kids giggling across the hall... Today had been one of those days. It started out much like any other. Early start, rushing to stay on time, schedule packed to the brim. But I am used to that... What happened during my second patient encounter of the morning, I was NOT used to. This patient happened to be a very close friend of another patient of mine that had recently died after … [Read more...]