I’m currently sitting inside a hospital right now, waiting for my mom to come out of an operation. Hospitals are a little weird for me in that there is such a conflict of emotions. One minute I think to myself, “why didn’t I decide to do something productive with my life, like being a doctor or a nurse, and saving people?” And the next minute, I’m looking at all of the sick people, and realizing that I could never permanently work in an environment like this. It’s cold, and I can’t stop thinking about cleanliness, or trying to decide in my head who looks like they’re going to die and who’s only here for a minor operation. And then I turn back to the idea of a profession that will never die, in which there will always be a need, and which could give me happy karma points for improving the health of others. I guess when it all comes down to it, I’m too much of a pansy to be a doctor, and I’m too lazy to go to school for so many years.
At least they have really good food in hospitals. This mango smoothie is awesome! :)