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Two days later the nurse on the Burn Intensive Care Ward told me, "The 75% burn patient, 36 years old, he's better than on Friday." I went to the twelfth floor where I had seen him last. Then I came down to the Emergency Room to get my drawing paper to draw the nurses bathing him. I hadn't taken my paper at first, as I did not expect to find him alive. The residents all thought that he would be gone by now, too, and were reassured by the news.
Red, raw tissue on his face and front and back, like a roasted pig! Even though they knew he would die, the nurses treated him so gently.
Excerpt & image from: Lesser, May H. The Art of Caring.