Thursday, April 06, 2006

It is what it is.

I saw someone die last Wednesday.

I did a chest and ab exam a women with very, very bad emphysema and heart problems.

Two hours later, when I came back, her bed was gone, and so was she.

And that's what death is to me: the open syringe wrappers, tubes dangling off the oxygen tank, the empty void where the person used to be, and everyone else moving on with their lives.

I was probably one of the last people to talk to her.