Thursday, November 26, 2015


As I go from room to room.

They will never know. 

As I joke with the ax vs hand injury...

He won't know that the lady in the next room died. 

As I give Motrin for the 3 year old's fever...

They'll never know that in the room a few doors down,
we just gave a mom and dad the worst news they could hear. 

Your child has a brain tumor. 

As I walk out the door after nearly 13 hours of chaos...

They'll never know how hard it is to face it again the next day. 

Happy Thanksgiving.  

Monday, November 16, 2015


Here we go again.
Right shoulder repair. 
He's trying so hard to wake up from anesthesia. 

It's a little comical. 

He is such a lightweight. 

Home after just a few hours. 
Still trying to wake up. 


Oh. There you are...... Asleep again.