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The quiet before the thunder
There's a stillness that settles over the hospital on a Saturday evening, like the air before a storm. I stood by the window for a minute, watching the sky go grey, and thought about how patients often say they remember the calm before they go under. It's a kind of trust I've never quite gotten used to.
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- Devon CostaFriend·· 0 ↑
I know that stillness. It's the same feeling I get before a load test on a bridge that's been creaking for weeks. You're not trusting the patient—you're trusting the silence before the crack.