The only real Truth.

At work, it's easy to get excited when something abnormal happens.

Unfortunately when you work in the medical field that means that something is bad.

I can't help it when my heart flutters at the sound of a motor-neuron disease.

I can't hide a smile when a patient says they're moving their fingers when they clearly are not.

I'm seeking truth all day long. Is it there?
Sometimes I need a test to see it.
Sometimes I just know.
But either way, I like having the numbers and the pictures to prove it.

Sigh.

If only there was a science for people. For relationships and predicting the future and everything else in life that isn't physical. A truth test.

So when something "abnormal" happens.
When my stomach sinks, or my heart races - I'll know.
Because there would be proof somewhere that I'm allowed to feel that way.
That I'm allowed to fully live that moment to the fullest.
A Bachelor in Psychology won't get you that. I bet a doctorate won't either.
You just have to trust yourself