omeganightmare

I've never wished for super powers more than I did tonight. A man has his adult daughter die and we are waiting an hour for the local PD to show up and take over the scene. All I wanted to do was get this man some answers to his questions and go back to the station. It's sad to see a grown man cry for his child. Just down right depressing. And it still just does not look right to see a human laying still not breathing. I always find myself looking at them and expecting a breath. Don't know why I do that.


I think I'm getting a cold. Super bummer. Maybe I'll feel better once I'm home and rested.