They say the clock of life is wound,but once. And who knows when it stops?
When it beats and runs do we think about it? The last few weeks have literally cahnged my life.I hadnt seen life and the medical world ,the way it was seen by my patients or their relatives. When I waited outside the ICU when my wife was struck by a heart ailment, I saw and heard what was the mind of those watchers outside.i was one of them. I saw the fear in their eyes,the tears,agony,frustration..everything.
And this blog is about it.
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