Overture, etc.

I keep thinking about the weirdest things that I want to write here, and then when I come back to them, I realize maybe they aren't so weird after all. I mean, it's pretty usual to want to write about your day at work. Even if it's nothing particularly monumental, it's still natural to want to remember things. We have good memories, but there might only be so much room to retain information in the mind. Then what? I think that's what journals - and also, blogs - are for. This is just a little more broad.

My job lets me meet some extraordinary people. Even if I only get the chance to talk to them once over the phone, it's still exceptional to hear the different stories they tell. Nurses have this monumental drive to go forth and explore and search and overcome - and do so many other things - that isn't seen every day. It's there in every one of us but it's not always easy to bring out. And nurses aren't afraid of the same things others are. I can't look a bloody cut in the proverbial face, but they tend to and care for these things every day. It's nothing out of the ordinary for them, nothing they aren't relatively prepared for.

So I think that, sometimes, I might write about my day here. To talk about some of the things I hear - anonymously, of course, I'd never mention names - just so I don't forget. I don't want to forget that there are remarkable people in the world.