There are days when walls are down and my hypersensitive tear ducts fail me as I shed some tears while saying goodbye to a patient. Sending out prayers to the heavens as we said goodbye to a father of two kids who now will be growing up without a dad, whose last words to his wife where " Alis na ako. Love you. " as he made his way to the hospital for treatment; to a mother who perhaps wouldn't want for her daughter to see her go that her heart stopped beating when her daughter who was always there by her side was not with her; To a daughter whose father would have never imagined that he would be burying his own child. Death is a usual part of our every day as doctors and being that normal, it is easy to forget that they are someone's kids or someone's parents and not just some bed number or room number or a case. I believe that one should put one's heart in the practice of becoming a physician but days like yesterday, can be overwhelmingly exhaus...