And that was it

I felt so sorry today.

Tomorrow my friend is doing his final practical so today I went to work to help him. I was so wrapped up with his exam patients that I barely noticed what was happening a few beds away.

There was an illegal immigrant in a single room. He had a rebreather mask on (a mask with a bag attached) and he was breathing rapidly and heavily. My friend gave him the thumbs-up sign questionably and he shook his head. We called the nursing officer.

The patient started writhing about, shaking his arms, his head everywhere, his eyes buldging. He was given pain relief. They started CPR. I was at the door saying to myself "Please don't die, please don't die."

Nurses were running through the ward, trying to save this man's life. But there came a point where he could fight no more. The light left his eyes. Then he left us. The nurses put down their hands and sighed. There was nothing we could do for him now.

And that was it.
And this is my life. Hovering amongst people who might die and who will die.