breaking the bad news
we just had a lecture this past week about “breaking the bad news.” the practice session wasn’t even about telling a family that their loved one died. it was about telling someone they had Hepatitis B and couldn’t apply for work abroad.
it was still heart wrenching.
i’ve been on the receiving end of bad news more than i’d like now. and it doesn’t get any easier. i dont’ think it will.
i think that will always be the hardest part for me when i’m a doctor - not the million things i need to memorize - but holding back tears as i watch someone’s heart break with grief. to try to look strong, without appearing cold and distant.
i hope that the Martins find strength in each other right now. :( this is too painful to even try to process.
