(November 13, 2014 at 5:37 pm)Beccs Wrote: It is insane and it gets to you.
Fortunately I've gone into surgery so I don't see as many dead people - though I have lost patients.
I've noticed I've developed what could be called a questionable sense of humour - possibly dark humour.
Sometimes you just have to or you'd go crazy.
I did this from 1993 to 1996. But one incident will stick with me till the end of my life. We were called to a woman with a terminal brain tumor. She had fallen into a coma and we transported her to a clinic to have an MRI. It was very clear, she was in a terminal state and her relatives (she was pretty young, about 40ish) stood outside crying. And I have this picture of the doctors and technicians doing the MRI, laughing and joking, while her family waited outside, shocked and crying.
That was nearly too much for me, although between us, we also joked and fooled around to make situations bearable.