It has been awhile since I last wrote because work has been so busy. My boss had to have eye surgery and will be out all week and possibly all of next week.So I am the only one in the Social Services department.And things have been non-stop.
I have been wanting to write for a couple of days now, just about life and it's happenings. I had a couple of things lined up to write about... but my focus has shifted.

I've been sooo busy and have about 4 assessments lined up on my desk to do. I had looked over them all, and one in particular stuck out. She was only 52... My parents age. Her son's were my age, or a little older. She had cancer all over body... and she had been labeled as the patient that was in the worst shape. I was going to go talk to her today.
I was informed about an hour ago that she would not make it through the afternoon. Her sons were with her in her room crying uncontrollably... The staff were trying their best to make her as comfortable as possible. I heard the announcement for the charge nurse to report to her room stat, and I knew... I had not had the pleasure to meet this woman or her family but yet my heart breaks for them. I am holding back the tears the best I can. She was my parents age, too young. Her sons are my age, one in college. That's just so young to have to lose a parent. My stomach is in knots. I am frozen in my seat, at my desk in my office. I'm sacred to go out there. I don't want to see the sadness on everyone's face. I keep trying to think to myself " what would my boss do?" " Would she go console them even though she had never met them or their mother?" I understand that this kind of thing happens here. But is that suppose to make it easier?

That whole list of complaints, frustrations, observations, and all the things that I had planned on writing has faded away... And I am left here trying to come up with my new list; what to do next.