The Bitter End.
Today? Not a good day, really. Three patients already, three deaths. Not that I think I did anything wrong, I just...that's why I'm doing this, because there's no bigger thing to fight against, to understand but death.
Then, on Tuesday, I have to go and watch them find out why they died. I love doing that, it's everything I want to do, but it's not so easy watching them do it and examine if I was at fault.
Patients have died before, and it doesn't disturb me, because I can't let it, but I can't pretend they're good moments and three in one day just...well, fucks up that self esteem train.
So now I have to sit here, read my books and wait for Kate to get off her shift so I can just talk to someone. I have no idea why, but today has just sent everything a bit weird.
Ah well, I'll come back, I'll just have to work harder, concentrate more. And dread those autopsies on Tuesday. Somethings you just have to learn the hard way. Never makes it easy, though.
Has anyone seen the rain today? It's bloody awful. And I can hear the wind whistling around. I'm inside. Welcome to Autumn, ladies and gentlemen, witches and wizards, creeps and not-creeps. Define yourselves as you will.
Also, Amycus, I am loving this shirt.