Tug of war

On Friday I spent the afternoon in a tug of war. On one side were me and my colleagues and on the other was whatever happens after you die. The Light, heaven, hell, nothing, I don't know? I just know that it was a tug of war between life and death, and life lost. In … Continue reading Tug of war

This too shall pass

A grown man sobs into his handkerchief. I am telling him that we need to send him to a different hospital for a scan of his lungs. We don't know why we can't get him off the oxygen. He looks at me, tries to smile but tears begin to run down his face. I ask … Continue reading This too shall pass