From a Facebook friend:
Been thinking all day about what [my husband] said last night. We were just finishing supper, it was almost 9:00. Laundry piled on the table, counter tops full of grocery bags, everyone tired from school, soccer practice, softball game, crazy long work day, etc. Girls arguing over the stupidest stuff.
[My husband] said, "I don't usually bring my work home, but I have had a rough day. I read 7 PET scans, and every one of the patients was very, very sick. Every one of them eaten up with cancer. They don't care what's for supper, or if they are having car problems, or what they are going to wear to school tomorrow. Their families don't care either. I had a 10 year old patient with tubes and needles stuck in every part of his body. A machine was breathing for him. He is fighting for his life and probably won't make it. I thank God EVERY DAY that my girls are healthy. It doesn't matter if our house is a mess, or if my truck keeps breaking down, or what we are going to wear to school for 50's day. Just wanted you to know that."
Just something to think about.