Tonight I had dinner with some people at the office. One of the medical assistants left the job a few months ago and we finally had a chance to take her out. On my way back home, my friend asked me if I knew anyone who wanted some kittens. I wanted to say, I do I do! But then I remembered how my nose stuffs up and my eyes start itching when I’m around cats for too long. If it were a dog, no problem. But cats. Problem. She told me that she just adopted the kittens and her husband hates them. He throws them across the room because they’ve been scratching up the furniture. For some reason it’s hard to visualize this nice man doing this, but apparently, he does. Even now, I want to hold those kittens in my hand and play with them and love them. I haven’t even seen the kittens yet and I’m already attached to them.

I lost something deep and precious today. I never told anyone how much it meant to me, but when I found out that it was lost, I was profoundly saddened. I’m not going into what it is, but I hope it returns to me in another form.

Today I had to make a tough diagnosis, something that I had to look into the books to make sure it is what I think it is. I’m hoping and praying that it’s not what I think it is, but something tells me that my patient has it. Sometimes I feel that I get too attached to people, whether they are my patients or friends. But, this aspect makes me go the extra mile for people. It comes with good and bad, but it’s a fundamental part of my persona.

I trust God to guide me through these difficult times, to help people I love and care about get through their situations, to give me the strength to help others, to better myself in countless ways and to take each day one by one and realize that I am a mere dust particle in a nebula called the cosmos.