I've kept my cool on the FB post because honestly, I want an actual discourse there. It won't change anything, but who knows, maybe something positive can come from it.
Here, is free game.
I am so tired of dealing with violence as often as I do working at a pediatric hospital. These are fucking kids and they are getting shot at something that is supposed to be happy.
We need to talk to our children, and guide them through struggles and tough times.
We need to educate them to be ambassadors of expressing ones feelings and walking away when things are going to spark an outburst.
We need to do better at allowing humans to be humans, expressing their feelings, and communicating their needs. But making fun of them because they have needs.
Kids, being shot, because of a disagreement. Fucking do better.
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I was activated for a mass casualty situation on my day off. I'm team A, so I am the first to report to the hospital as a rotation.
I'm the group who is walking into an unknown situation, and thankfully yesterday was nothing more than a practice run, for me and my teams.
That's great, right. Not really. It is life shattering.
Background.
When you join the medical profession, you are joing a group of people who are signing on a dotted line, for anything life can throw at you and the world around you.
Think about that for a second.
That insane 1-of-1 genetic disease that nobody knows how to treat, and your team is busting their ass to be palliative care. Knowing it is only delaying the inevitable outcome of suffering and death. But you still do it. Day in and day out.
You sign up for an unknown Global pandemic where people call you a liar, a shill, dumb, uneducated, part of the problem. Then say you are over-reacting as friends of yours die from a disease which there is a way to reduce your severity, possibly saving your life.
You sign up for the possible scariest scenario of all. A mass casualty.
Think of 9/11, or an earthquake/tsunami/whatever. You are part of a team that needs to be there. To help those who need it most, with the least amount of resources. Max chaos. Max stress. There isn't a gradual increase of stress in the pandemic sense. It's a flood of need. Unrelenting. It's traumatic just receiving the page. Because people need you. Their family needs you. The community needs you.