Happiness and emptiness
Cancer Institute, where I go to work. Photo credit: CJ Tagal
Here's a beautiful piece by my friend and colleague, Fred Ting, whose blog is fascinating.
After long, draining days of seeing patients from different walks of life—people with different masses from different social classes, people whose tragedies became worse because of various herbal remedies, I realized that the discipline can not only lead to compassion fatigue but may even suck the life out of me—sometimes leaving me empty, but happy.
I don't feel empty but drained. I feel like I am where I should be.