I tend to get choked up quite a bit these days, often when I'm watching something with the kids. Usually something I've seen before, like the end of Return of the King or something like that, but even stupid sentimental moments in kids movies.
Work makes me proper cry. Not while there - usually after or on the drive home if its been a death-heavy day. I'm on resus a lot, and while many days are quiet, I've sometimes seen a couple of deaths before morning tea break.
It's the details that get me after. Like the personal belongings sitting there, the bag packed as they were about to be discharged before they collapsed; or the clothes they had put on that morning cut off and laying nearby.
One day i had a busy one, and I came home, and watched The Sound of Her Wings (Sandman ep 7?)
Proper broke me. It was very therapeutic though, and it has been since; it's a strange thing to witness the end of someone's life, and putting a gentle face on death has made a difference.
Had a bit of a private cry in the shower after a colleague killed himself at work last year. I'd been strong for everyone all day, but getting home, telling my wife about it, and having a large gin really wrung it out of me.
This post has been edited by Traveller: 12 February 2023 - 08:18 AM
So that's the story. And what was the real lesson? Don't leave things in the fridge.
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