i've been through quite a few major losses in my life so far. my late uncle, sister, Nenda.
i know quite a bit about being the one being left behind to go on living. breathing. suffering.
i went along with my GP to a dying patient's house this afternoon.
they were a lovely family.
a lot of cars parked outside.
sons and daughters who just arrived from the faraway land that they live in.
an old man lying down on the bed. deep in his morphine and valium induced slumber.
he has cancer.
it was all too familiar i could barely hold myself.
could barely keep a professional front.
i can't imagine dealing with this on a daily basis.
it's. hard.
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