I took the trouble to look up my patient from the other day. Less than 6 hours after I transferred her to the ICU, she passed away. Although I knew she was dying, I fought a battle for her to the best of my ability to keep her alive while simultaneously preparing her family for the inevitable. Even though her family weren’t yet ready to admit that she was about to die, I understood that I was buying time for them to come to terms with her death. They told me that she was “a fighter” and would pull through. I knew she wouldn’t, but I still did all that I could for her and for them.
I grew up in the late 70s and early 80s. I remember sitting in school and hearing the local church bells ring 53 times each day at noon, in honor of the hostages being held in Iran. I remember watching the rockets leave, carrying astronauts to the moon. My father worked with rockets and missiles, so I get to go to mroe than a few launches, including the launch of the Apollo-Soyuz mission. I grew up on bands that made some of the best music:
- Journey
- AC/DC
- Dokken
- Rush
- Styx
- Pink Floyd
- Aerosmith
- Dire Straits
- Men at Work
- Guns n’ Roses
- Motley Crue
- Van Halen
and though I didn’t realize it at the time, there were many other sounds and bands that I would come to appreciate more in later years, including Duran Duran. (It wasn’t cool to like them in the circle I ran with). I still sit and listen to the songs of the time, remembering my youth and the things that I saw. I had the distinct honor of serving in the military under President Ronald Reagan, and some of those songs take me back to my time in Europe listening to AFRN.
For those reasons, this article at Legal Insurrection really hit home for me. It does occasionally sadden me to have lived through some of the best times and the high water mark of the greatest nation in human history, only to see it destroyed. This nation isn’t perfect, but it has raised more people from poverty and has accomplished more great things than any other in human history. Watching it die is like watching someone that you love slowly die of cancer.
Like cancer, what is killing this nation came from within. I understand why some of the readers of this blog still think that it can be saved. I went through a period of believing that the old lady was a fighter. I know better now, and I am saddened at our loss, but also filled with resolve at doing what needs to be done as we venture out into an unknowable future.