Christmas is coming. Half of us will be schlepping the halls.
This time of year always brings back one particular Christmas on duty.
First rounds , I am assessing a patient whose name was Jesus, a Mexican-American patient with a common first name for that culture. His wife was at his bedside. Her name was Mary.
His room mate's name was Joseph.
I realized.. it was Christmas morning and I was in the room with Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
Spent the rest of the shift in awe.
What's YOUR Christmas story?