They happen. But I hate them.
I'll spend the next 72 hours straight second guessing every minute of every interaction with the patient. Even though I know I did the best I could, with the resources I had, I will still blame myself for his death. I'm not sure if or when this step in losing a patient goes away.
Until then, the best I can do is try to be a better doctor and do what I can to keep the dark and twisties at bay.
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