I want to be a nurse.

I have no idea what I’m doing here, but I want the chance to save my family’s life.

I want a chance to get my hands dirty.

I also want to do something that I think will really help our community, something I feel will make a difference in the world.

I know this may sound like a little bit of a crazy idea, but for the first time in my life, I’m thinking about doing something that can save my life.

I want to save a child’s life by treating them in the safest and most humane way possible.

The most important thing is that we get to know each other better.

That’s why I’m a nurse and not a physician.

If my daughter was born with leukemia, I would tell her to go to the hospital right away.

It’s the safest place to get her treated, and it’s the only place she will have access to.

But when my daughter has a malignant brain tumor, I will tell her I can’t come with her because it could hurt her.

I won’t let her be alone.

The most important things are: You want to protect the child.

You want the child to know they are loved.

You don’t want to let the child feel that their father is not there.

You have to be there for them.

I would not go with my daughter to the hospitals because she’s my child, but that’s not what this is about.

You have to show up, make your presence known, and you can’t be afraid of the situation.

It will happen to anyone.

I’m not going to lie to you.

My daughter was not in her best health when I found her.

She was a very active toddler.

She had a lot of energy and a lot on her mind.

She didn’t have a lot to say.

The last thing I needed was to get in a situation where she could get hurt.

When I came in to the emergency room, I was scared.

I didn’t want my daughter in a room with other people.

I was very afraid.

I wanted to be able to protect her from harm.

There’s a lot we don’t know about our patients.

There are some things we don.

We know that the virus is a very dangerous thing, and we know that our bodies are very protective of us.

There is a lot more we don, we donít know.

I doníve been around patients in their 20s who are dying in the ICU and itís heartbreaking to see them cry.

I remember that day in the ER.

I felt very bad.

I went to see her and I cried.

I told her she had been doing great.

I said, We have to get back to you in a few hours.

I think she was thinking about it.

I could see it in her face, but she wasnít in the mood to listen to me.

She wasníve left her medication and she wasn’t feeling well.

I had to put her in the bed and tell her she needed to be on her medication.

She was in a coma.

It took the whole hospital time to wake her up.

She never woke up.

I brought her to the bedside and told her, Donít worry about it, she will be OK.

When my daughter came into the ICu, I saw her for the last time.

She came to me and said, I know what I did, and I know that I am strong.

I knew she loved me.

I just told her I love you too.

I hugged her and told the story.

I feel like I got a little carried away with the way I told it, but it was a lot.

I never thought she would die.

I love her.

As I was driving her to her home, I couldnít help but notice that her eyes were bright red.

It was an awful sight.

When she came out of the ICUs, she was bleeding profusely.

The hospital didnít realize she had leukemia until she came back.

I took her to a hospital where they treated her.

The doctors said she had no chance of recovery.

They said she wouldnít make it, that she had a tumor and that she would have to go in and die.

They told me to put it off until I could get to a doctor to get the tumor removed.

When they said they were going to have to do that, I had a heart attack.

When we got to the doctor, they said, Don’t worry, she wonít have to die.

She is going to get a stem cell transplant.

It has been a miracle.

We had to be very careful to do everything we could to keep the disease from spreading.

I got on the phone with the doctors at the hospital, and they said that they could use a stem cells bank to get some of her stem cells

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