Stones, moans, bones, groans and psychiatric overtones

[drsnicket]

These evenings when I struggle to leave the Emergency Room and go home, I feel like I'm trying to swim to the surface of a lake with pockets full of stones. I get dragged back down by prescriptions needing to be triple-checked, suturing, questions, fluid orders. Some days I love this. Healing the sick, stitching up wounds and dispensing advice

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[ingole]

(::hugs you tight::) You're doing an incredibly important job, you know.

Proud of you, I be, which is odd, 'cos I've never even met you. :)