Lost a patient in a freak seizure moment right as they were eating. They're old and full of cancer but it doesn't make it any better when the family is screaming over your shoulder trying to fix the impossible. It's so frustrating, for lack of a better word.
Menace is such a positive force, it feels tempting to vent about things to her, but she doesn't deserve that, and there's always people on Patreon saying "thanks my day was horrible because a b c" which I'm sure gets tiresome.
That's why I can just post this shit anonymously since I have no one outside of work to vent to.
Also bumping.