Night Shift

There is something I really love about this ship at night. It feels so peaceful. The wards are dark and the patients all tucked it, the babies snuggling with their mamas. Little casted children with their legs propped up in the air on pillows and their parents sleeping on mattresses on the floor under their beds. When you walk around the ship all is quiet, just a few of us awake making sure everything runs smoothly until the morning.

In just a few short hours all of this quiet will change. Everyone will start to wake up, to prepare for the week ahead. The patients will start lining up on the dock. Some to be admitted for surgery this coming week, some to be screened by the surgeons, and some to come follow up after their already completed surgery. As they arrive this morning they will be filled with hope that maybe this big floating white steal box filled with strangers will hold the miracle they have been praying for.