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Today a close family friend died. He was t-boned as he was driving through a green light by a guy who apparently had some place to go in a hurry. Rather than crying all nght I'm here trying to memorize useless facts about the human body and about every ten minues a memory or flashback of him pops into my head and I start crying again.
i've spent an entire semester among cadavers, learning to objectify them and see them merely as teaching objects. Not as people who once had a wife and kids a struggled through out life and did cool things. Now things are hitting too close to home. Instead of being able to mourn and seeing my family, I am spending the night memorizing where structures are and I feel depressed, stupid, and most of all....angry. Angry that other people's stupid mistakes can mean death for innocent bystanders....angry that I can't do anything about it....angry that it will happen over and over again (maybe to more people close to me....maybe even to me) and angry that I have finals next week and I can't deal with this...because as they say...life moves on. I remember the last time I saw him was at my graduation party in May....he was so proud of me getting into med school....told me I was a role model for his kids. He gave me money when I knew he didn't have much to give.
God I feel like embracing everybody like it might be the last time I ever see them.
i've spent an entire semester among cadavers, learning to objectify them and see them merely as teaching objects. Not as people who once had a wife and kids a struggled through out life and did cool things. Now things are hitting too close to home. Instead of being able to mourn and seeing my family, I am spending the night memorizing where structures are and I feel depressed, stupid, and most of all....angry. Angry that other people's stupid mistakes can mean death for innocent bystanders....angry that I can't do anything about it....angry that it will happen over and over again (maybe to more people close to me....maybe even to me) and angry that I have finals next week and I can't deal with this...because as they say...life moves on. I remember the last time I saw him was at my graduation party in May....he was so proud of me getting into med school....told me I was a role model for his kids. He gave me money when I knew he didn't have much to give.
God I feel like embracing everybody like it might be the last time I ever see them.