I often feel helpless in medical situations. With my father’s health issues last week, there came the unexpected frustration that I have never been smart enough to understand the sciences.
A cardiac surgeon with kind eyes and soft hands would leave the room and I’d say, I should have been a surgeon.
A nurse might explain the unreliability of EKGs and I’d lament that I should have been a nurse.
After asking five hundred questions about the role of a cosmetologist in the hospital, I was about to speak up before my father chimed in and said, Let me guess, you want to be a cosmetologist in a hospital? I nodded.
I think, no matter what field we study or what path we walk, we’d all like to be the kind of someone who can fix a person’s heart.