Just got back from a vacation, and already its a bad start already.
The gastric cancer patient, Barry has metastasized lymph nodes all over the abdomen, now. He’s not taking it well and so am I. Somehow I feel responsible for what has happened.
Everytime a patient of mine who comes back either sicker or dead becomes a personal thing for me. I feel like I didn’ do enough for them.
My mind starts to doubt and question whether I should continue taking in cancer patients. My heart says yes, but my logical mind has started to plant doubts as to how can I cope with this morbidity of life.
Looking for Divine help!