So, it took me a year and 2 months, but I finally killed someone. Oops. And the old line is true: sometimes, the greater sin is that of omission rather than commision.

I should note, I'm fine. Really. I'm not crying myself to sleep. You know, you can't be perfect. You can't save everyone. You can't develop clinical acumen without seeing bad things happen sometimes. And am I going to jail or to court? No. Thanks for the concern, but I'm not the dead one. To quote House of God, the patient is the one with the disease. IF 9/7/05

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Anonymous said...

Hey, it's me. I'm sorry. I'll be in touch this week. Hope all is well and call if you need to talk.