I feel like I keep playing a broken record over and over again.

The other week I had a pastor as one of my patients for the evening. He was post-op for knee surgery, and was having a hard time adjusting to his recovery. At the end of my shift, he earnestly thanked me and told me that I was an “unsung hero.”

At the end of the day, through all the bs… That is why I love what I do.

Honestly, I can’t believe how fast time is passing by. Most moments it feels like the days don’t come fast enough, and then there are days where I feel like I don’t have enough of it.