Hey, it's your journal, you are just describing your day. It's not that I don't like what you do, it's just amazing to me that you can do it day after day. I would be a complete and total emotional wreck if I had to deal with injured and dying kids all day. The fact you do it proves to me that your heart is as big as the outdoors and should prove to anyone that you are a kind and gentle person. I give you major props for having the ability to do that kind of work and not completely loose it. *huge hugs from an admirer*
I am interested in reading why you stress out at work. Your job is not one that I could do, but I totally respect you for doing it. (Did I ever tell you that both of my parents were RNs?)
We should pitch in and rent you a big furry bastard to go home to and decompress with. Except sometimes I get the impression that a big furry bastard isn't what you want.
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