So the other day I was in the middle of packing a terrible sacral wound on an unfortunate old soul brought in due to said wound not healing. And just had one of those moments where you look back on your life and think to yourself "how did I end up doing this for a living?"My best friends are teachers, in IT, or sales and here I am packing a fist sized tunneling wound from epidermis to sacral bone exposure just like another day at the office...Anyone else have these moments with some of the stuff we do/see at work? It always cracks me up inside.One thing I have realized being a Nurse. No one ever, EVER asks what you did at work the other day.We are a special group.