That room...
I was to receive a patient in that particular room. This was the room when I last saw you breathing, crying, gasping...
When I saw chart number of the room, every vivid memory came flashing back, flickering a memory of you. I just couldn’t enter. I’m probably not ready yet to enter that room.
I’ll visit you sometime. I promise.
Day 24 of #100DaysToOffload. Find out more about it here.