The patient opposite me has had her leg amputated because of diabetes. Every time she needs to go to the toilet, she needs to be transferred to and fro her bed onto the wheelchair. The grimace she has on her face breaks my heart.
I find people-watching exciting. But observing people in a hospital ward setting is fascinating. All of these patients, with their own life stories, with their own illnesses, with their own doubts and anxiety. Sometimes I see them taken off the ventilator and I give a cheer. Sometimes I see them lying there, fighting for their last breaths and I tear.
Mortality is very real.