War and EMS

This is a post I have written, deleted and rewritten several times. It is a risky post, as it has the potential to delve into political wran...

The Best

As we march quickly into the resuscitation room, wading through the sea of people currently waiting for their turn in triage, one face looks...

Mood Swings

The gesture is so unexpected, coming from someone clearly suffering as much as Leah is. Lying in her makeshift bed as she has been for two d...

Angels

Some days I feel like the Angel of Death's right hand man. It's almost as if he's sitting on my shoulder, bidding me to do his w...

Footprints

Bright red footprints, like they'd been painted in a playground, appeared on the steps that we were hurriedly climbing. Not every step, ...

Unsung Heroes

Heroism is a term bandied about all too lightly. Teenagers describe the latest pop-sensation as their hero. Sports fans describe the latest ...

The Corridor

Four of them, maybe brothers, maybe cousins, maybe friends, stand in the corridor. Flat-peaked baseball caps with hoods over the top and tro...

Password

Asthma had plagued Leanne's life for the past three years. Now, at only five years old, she was having yet another bad attack and as alw...