My Family Told My Daughter There Was No Room At Christmas While I Worked A Hospital Shift

your scrubs smell like antiseptic and someone else’s emergency. Two car accidents. A ruptured appendix. A toddler with a fever that scared his mother. An elderly woman who held my wrist and asked if her husband was waiting for her on the other side. A drunk college student. Then a man who said he was just tired but was actually blue. That kind of shift.continue reading …