In the past couple of days, one of my team's favorite patients died, and my dear intern had something truly CRAPPY happen to her. And yet I'm sitting here seething over my lost stethoscope. How stupid is that? A silly little object. I misplaced a very replaceable item, and I feel like someone cut my arm off. I seriously need a little perspective here.
Why is it that I can handle the big things calmly and maturely, but the "small stuff" sends me into a tailspin?
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