I can't get this situation out of my head. I'm a new grad and was only observing, but I feel such sadness. I watched as a teenager was pronounced dead in our trauma room after being shot multiple times. This is not what bothered me...what got me was what happened about 15 minutes later. The family of this kid showed up and of course were not allowed to view the body, since it is now a coronor's case. This family was screaming and flailing, and experiencing a grief I can only immagine. They were led into a room for privacy, but everyone (the patients in rooms with doors shut) in the entire ER was asking about what was going on. I just keep thinking about what a messed up world this is that this kid was killed tonight. I keep thinking about what the family must be going through right now. I never want to become so hardened that I don't care, but I don't want to get a lump in my throat that persists even when I'm home either. Does this ever get any easier??