"When you get those rare moments of clarity, those flashes when the universe makes sense, you try desperately to hold on to them. They are the life boats for the darker times, when the vastness of it all, the incomprehensible nature of life is completely illusive. So the question becomes, or should have been all a long... What would you do if you knew you only had one day, or one week, or one month to live. What life boat would you grab on to? What secret would you tell? What band would you see? What person would you declare your love to? What wish would you fulfill? What exotic locale would you fly to for coffee? What book would you write?"
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Kind of an Oxymoron
I spent the day in the OR today as part of my RN orienting program. Before my first case, the nurse manager of the OR pulls me aside.
"have you eaten breakfast this morning?"
"okay. Just checking."
"don't worry, I don't get queasy."
"everyone says that and then they end up on the floor. You look like someone that gets queasy."
"nope, I assure you- I dont."
I can't even imagine what I'd have to see to make my stomach churn. I guess it would have to be trauma on a loved one...other than that, nothing bothers me. Does that make me a bad person? :-( ack.