Not just one job ...


Oganized chaos

A race agianst time

Losing a patient feels like a crime .

Parents or children, husbands and wives 

Praying that YOU can save their loved ones lives.

Saving lives daily, a loss here or there 

By the time you retire you hope you still care.

A hard job to do

Someone has to.

Trauma doctors arnt saviors

Their humans like you!



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