Of A Healer- A Conversation in Scrubs

“Why me?” he said with trembling hands, “when I am so close to dying?”

I took his hands so worn and kind and wrapped them in my own.

Licking dry lips he continued, “Someone else needs this so much more. I am just . . . me.”

“Why not you?” I asked looking in his eyes, “why NOT you? You’re human, you’re here flesh and blood. Who knows what we will do for you. Who knows what we will learn from you. ”

A sob escapes between those lips, “because I’m not worth it.”

I gently tighten fingers around those shaking hands.

“You are, and you will never know how many people you will help by being you.”

-M. E. InkOwl


Of A Healer is a series of captured moments from my work with individuals who are battling cancer. For a long time, these moments have been tucked away in my mind, too tender to share until now. Please enjoy each brief insight into the medical world.


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