Bad Night

aka, don’t check your mail during a shift:

Bad Night:I was going to blog about this stab wound guy in much more vivid details with xrays of the taser leads still stuck in his chest, pictures of my finger in his heart, the fine mattress sutures I threw down and everything. But after seeing this letter, and especially after saving the life of this scumbag just a few minutes earlier, it all makes me feel so ill I wanna puke. God, now I gotta walk back into the ED and see more patients.”