Since a recent thread here centered on how I feel about life and other people, I felt I could write about feelings today.
While at work today I helped a lady who works for a local paramedic service. She mentioned she is in a support role and not out in the field dealing with sick and injured people. She mentioned one of her crews lost a four month old child this week while on a call and she could not handle that element of the job.
This got me thinking about how and why we feel the way we do. Yesterday evening Amy and I were watching some of season 3 of Grey's Anatomy and they actually took a minute away from the standard sex stories to have a touching moment. A character came in for a broken wrist, having slipped in the shower. She was 8 months pregnant and she lost the baby. The doctors knew the situation and had to go in and tell the lady and her husband that the baby was dead and that they still had to induce labor and deliver the stillborn child.
How hard would that be in real life for the doctor?
How much harder would it be for the parents who had such great expectations for their child?
I know it was a fictional story, but the fact that it CAN actually happen was more than enough to make me tear up. This is part of why I answered a 7 on a 1-10 scale when asked how emotional I am a few weeks ago on the Friday Feast.