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The Ocean Of The Sky

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Most often when a person gazez into the sky, during broad daylight, they see a whole array of wonders. They see clouds; the faint wisp of the newly formed cloud, gently finding substance within itself, or maybe the long lived cloud, traveling miles with the wind. They see the sun; either on its own, glaringly bringing light to an entire half of our planet, or through the trees, peeking through every single direct pathway to the eye it can find. They see blue; the ocean reflecting with immense entirety onto the atmosphere. Most see much, much more than that, and I know this because for the larger half of my life I was a part of this creative, insightful majority. But then the tiny, insignificant half of my life suddenly began on one random day. On that day, when gazing into the day sky, I could see nothing. Nothing at all. Not the fantastically shaped clouds. Not the enormous light of the sun. Not the ocean in the sky. I saw in the abyss above me a suffocating reality of what would soon be me; a very large and undeniable nothing. When asking the average person how they feel about doctors, hospitals, nurses, basically any person or thing even remotely associated with the medical field, they will likely use words closely related to the word nightmare. Most people have this judgment based on small fears or bad experiences, but I now understand why it is such a hated field. You enter the hospital and all you see is sickness. Everything is sick, horrifyingly sick. The doors

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