A TUTTI GLI UTENTI
COME AVETE POTUTO NOTARE, IL SITO NON E' STATO PIU' AGGIORNATO DAL 2005
MI DISPIACE, MA PUTROPPO NON MI E' PIU' POSSIBILE SEGUIRLO.
La canzone che si sente durante
la morte di Mark è:
Over The Rainbow (dal Mago di Oz) ed è cantata da
Israel kamakawiwo'ole
THE
LETTER:
"Dear ER Gang,
so here I am, out on the beach at 5:30 in the evening.
Elizabeth is sitting with me drinking juice, but
I'm all about the Mai Tais. The sun is going down,
Rachel is dipping Ella's toes in the ocean as they
head off on a quest for the perfect seashell. I
find myself thinking, you know what would make this
moment complete? Some jogger dropping to the sand
short of breath so I can swoop in with a piece of
bamboo to perform a nice clean intubation, fix the
guy up and send him off with a good simple dispo.
Which I guess is my way of saying that I miss you
all and that dingy place. Lots of times I thought
I should have chosen a different career or gone
into private practice, something easier, less grinding,
more lucrative. But since I've been gone, I realize
outside what I'm doing right now - sitting on this
beach with my family - staying at County all those
years, doing what we do on a daily basis, was the
best choice I ever made. I know what you're thinking,
but trust me, it's not so hard to appreciate once
it's over. As much as part of me would like to believe
that the ER can't go on without me, the smarter
part of me realizes that you're an incredible group
of doctors and nurses who approach every day with
such skill, compassion and thoroughness that when
it comes to patient care, I know my absence will
hardly be felt. As for friendship and camaraderie,
while, that's another matter. In order to leave,
I had to go the way I did, but I wouldn't want any
of you to think that that meant I didn't value each
of you and the years we worked together, or that
I didn't have things of a more personal nature to
say. Most of you, I think, have an idea of what
those things might be without me writing them down,
but still... Ella's laughing and waving for me.
Rachel's found her shell." "Mark
died this morning at 6:04 A.M. The sun was rising,
his favorite time of day. I sent this on so that
you might know that he was thinking of you all
and that he appreciated knowing you would remember
him well." |
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