October 14th, 2007


And after a rough weekend of 12 hour nights, sometimes it helps to write.

We call it flogging.
There is a time - more a feeling - in the treatment of a critical patient, when enough is enough; a point when rational people realize there is no longer a chance of survival and every support effort thereafter only serves to prolong the inevitable and the suffering. Family, close to the patient, can’t always see it. They call it hope. They call it faith that healing can occur. Some see it as a time of adjustment, where the family comes to grips with the loss they are about to experience, but… We call it flogging.

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