Letters

As a nurse I get a lot of letters. Good letter. Thank you letters. Hate you letters.

One of my docs got a letter today. Wasn’t intended for me … but all letters stop at my desk.

She was asking my doc to look into an event that happened … changed her family’s life … and not in a good way.

She didn’t want retribution.

She didn’t want money.

She just wanted, what happened to her husband, to never happen to anyone else again.

Her writing was simple and eloquent.

It broke my heart.

I’m still tearful.

I want to bash some heads.

I can’t.

I got the letter to where it needed to go.

I did my job. I doesn’t feel like enough.

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