Apparently there is a word limit for comments. This is the rest of my ramble from below...They don't project their personal biases due to the color of the patient on the gurney. They are saving machines, that's what they do. I don't know what higher purpose in life there can be. And if saving people's lives is not a radical enough job I …
Apparently there is a word limit for comments. This is the rest of my ramble from below...They don't project their personal biases due to the color of the patient on the gurney. They are saving machines, that's what they do. I don't know what higher purpose in life there can be. And if saving people's lives is not a radical enough job I can't imagine what it's like to be approached by people on the street who walk up to you and say, You saved my life, or you saved my daughter's life. Or if it weren't for you I'd be a pile of ashes in a jar on a shelf somewhere. Yikes. Sorry but Yikes is all I got at the moment. I don't know, maybe saving lives is something you can get used to. But I don't see how.
Apparently there is a word limit for comments. This is the rest of my ramble from below...They don't project their personal biases due to the color of the patient on the gurney. They are saving machines, that's what they do. I don't know what higher purpose in life there can be. And if saving people's lives is not a radical enough job I can't imagine what it's like to be approached by people on the street who walk up to you and say, You saved my life, or you saved my daughter's life. Or if it weren't for you I'd be a pile of ashes in a jar on a shelf somewhere. Yikes. Sorry but Yikes is all I got at the moment. I don't know, maybe saving lives is something you can get used to. But I don't see how.