I understand that people want someone to blame. I do. I would want that too. I feel for the girl's parents. But no amount of money and no amount of ruining other people's lives is going to change the fact that a cheerleading stunt left their daughter crippled. It's their way of deflecting the guilt they feel. And people like us just have to take it.
But hospital versus medics and medics versus hospital...? This is not the way it's supposed to be.
Sometimes when Nancy goes off the reservation, it's hard to know what is right and what is wrong. In this instance, I had to ask myself the question of which is worse. Quadriplegic for life, or dead. I'm sure her family would prefer alive. But I sometimes wonder if I could live with being a burden to my family for the rest of my life. It's a moral dilemma that I really don't want to get into.
But Nancy saved that girl. Without the intubation, she would have suffocated. She would have died on the way to the hospital. But the accident -- the fall -- that's what took her limbs from her. Not anything that Nancy or anyone at the hospital did.
I hope Dr. Joe lands on his feet. I hope that a hospital somewhere will see that he's an asset. Because he's been good to all of us. He deserves better than what he's been dealt. But I can't help but be happy that the scapegoat wasn't Nancy. She's my partner.
Okay, I'm done being all sentimental. I'll leave you with one last thought. Don't take people in your lives for granted, because in this world, they can be gone before you know it and sometimes, for really stupid reasons...
Pace a voi.