Some thoughts!

How would you feel, if for example one day, first thing in the morning you get a news, totally unexpected. Not from or about a family member, but rather a friend. Not your boy friend of girl friend. That he or she has been diagnosed with leukemia. And his or her voice is trembling on the other side of the phone line, that she has been told of the end of her existence is expected to be in no time, at all. Suddenly you imagine your colorless friend has no one to tell of this story but you, and you are his or her only acquaintance. It is only 8 o’clock in the morning. How does it feel to be in this position for a life time, everyday getting this kind of news from patients, that you highly care for?