One of the gifts we get from being a nurse is the lesson we learn that there's always somebody worse off than us. No matter how bad things are at work today or tonight, we leave the patients there when we head for home. And if we were late getting home or late getting to work because of a crash blocking the road, we're not the person in the back of the ambulance or on the stretcher in the trauma bay.
Whatever your position on assisted suicide, a 29-year-old woman who was in the position of deciding to end her own life because she had a terminal illness was worse than any of the decisions the majority of us made this past week. Rest in peace, Brittany.
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