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We had to keep her in a steamy bath to keep her skin together. Her mother finally got there and was panicky, crying, threatening to sue. I put my arms around her and said You can sue us, Mrs. ___. You can do that. But that will come later. Right now we have to save her life. She was crying, crying, could not stop. I showed her in to see her daughter before the surgery.
The large black nurse was scraping guacamole into the sink in the lounge when I realized how much she meant to me. I tried to explain that I had always known there was an angel in every operating room, standing in the corner, hoping for the best, blessing the room with her calm. She was that angel, and I tried to thank her, but ended up crying and crying, leaning into her large and solid shoulder. | 
