What a strange breed when you think about it.
To care for the sick
With all their smells, lesions, and excretions
Sacrificing time with family and friends
To care for total strangers
Money, prestige, challenge, knowlege, tradition
No one realizes
The difficulty, the sacrifice, the hard work
Not one of us does when we start this journey
Yet, once we start, we do not stop
It’s a sign of weakness
Weak we are not
Crazy, idealistic, materialistic, altruistic
But not weak
What a strange breed.