The problem isn't whether or not you're going to burn out, you are. The question is how many times you can burn out.
We're still taking care of our very old mother. She's able to tell us that she hurts and where she hurts and she knows who we all are now. She's off of the morphine, which is a far more devastating drug than I'd been aware of before. That was no picnic. And she's down to three halves of a Lorazepam but only on her really bad days. It's no fun, getting your very old mother off of drugs her incompetent doctor got her addicted to.
She, a woman who worked in some of the most well known hospitals in Boston and Philadelphia during the period before and during the introduction of penicillin, "It was like a miracle, the first cases we used it on," someone who had complete faith in the medical profession, has been led to being a skeptical victim of it. She has been trying alternative treatment, having some good results with some of it. That was something she was extremely skeptical of before this happened. I am hoping she will recover enough to write about her experience. She is totally disillusioned with the for-profit hospitals, the only kind around, these days.
Anyone in a country where they're trying to make medicine more market based, beware. What happens here is what they want to do to you.
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