The first thing I do when I get to the hospital each morning is look over my patient assignment for the day. Continue reading
It was still dark as I parked at the hospital Saturday morning. I opened my phone to silence the ringer before going upstairs when I saw a message that we were seriously short-staffed that day. I stared at those awful words for a long moment, then I put my phone back in my pocket, and just sat there.
Walking this mysterious path of Lupus has changed my life in countless ways. As in innumerable – as in I can’t even begin to list them – not now, not ever. Continue reading