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What Would My Life Be?

 

Dr. Quaid was a phenomenal cardiologist, now retired and indulging in another talent, art.  He has a fondness for John Deere Tractors, a very wry sense of humour and a quiet demeanor.   I haven’t seen him in ages but he used to run and enjoy outdoor adventures and I think he was secretly proud when his daughter was Mickey Mouse at Disney World one summer.  If you live in Baton Rouge, you can see a drawing he did of the graduating class of Episcopal High at Raising Cane’s on South Sherwood.

So, I have an enormous amount of respect for Dr. Quaid and I can honestly say that I like the man.  He is my second favorite cardiologist after Dr. Wall.  Having said that, please take notice that when I described all of his wonderful characteristics, never once did the words, ‘warm’ or ‘fuzzy’ find their way onto your screen.   He is not one of those men that people call a Big Teddy Bear nor is he the go-to guy for small talk or casual conversation.

You need to know this about Dr. Quaid to understand the kind of day I had when I was working in CCU a few years ago.  A patient who happened to be a relative of one of Dr. Quaid’s partners had an urgent need for a pacemaker.  Dr. Quaid drew the short straw and had to install the unit and I was the only nurse with an empty bed.

He was not happy and I was not happy and the entire unit was not real happy but off we went to conquer another case of nagging bradycardia.

With marginal cooperation from the patient, Dr. Quaid began injecting the area with Lidocaine and began in earnest to float the weapon of dysrhythmia destruction down some large vessel towards the heart – I believe they call it a subclavian but then again, I wasn’t the one steering.  As he was doing so, the patient‘expressed some discomfort’ (screamed at Dr. Quaid to stop) and a decision was made to give him more lidocaine.

It was probably one of those cost reducing measures that resulted in the Central Line kit having only syringe in it.  That one, lonely syringe had long been knocked on the floor but I had another syringe Dr. Quaid could use if he did not touch the cap.  I told him this.  “Do NOT touch the cap,” I said loudly and clearly.

He touched the cap which meant I had to tell Dr. Cheerful that he was contaminated.  Worse, there were no size 8 gloves in the cart and he wouldn’t even try on the 7.5’s.

So I went to fetch another pair of  gloves out of the supply room and somehow caught the corner of the sterile field, knocked the clipboard off the sink causing papers to fly everywhere and tripped and fell through the curtain that was affording the patient (but not me) a small measure of dignity.  I got Dr. HugeHands his gloves and then stopped for a brief second to emotionally prepare for my imminent death or worse; that moment when I wished I had assumed room temperature but didn’t.

So, I can’t say I stepped lightly back into the room where  Dr. Quaid was putting my mess in order. I handed him the gloves and waited for that first caustic word but it never came.  Silence.  Utterly loud, screaming silence.

He quietly returned to his task of electrical wiring but I knew he was unhappy.  I’m intuitive that way.   I pretended not to notice and watched the monitor to see when the pacer wire found its way to its final destination.

The silence grew louder until I couldn’t stand it and I blurted out that I had  endured 14 years of ballet lessons in three countries because my Mom thought it would make me more graceful but she was wrong.  I did not tell him about the ballroom dancing taught by nuns, the tennis partners who refuse to play with me unless an ambulance is on standby or the fact that I have been voted most like to die of a closed head injury in yoga during Savasana.  Still not a word from Dr. Quaid.

After three hours or maybe it was only three endlessly long minutes, he stopped in the middle of a tying a suture, made direct and intimidating eye contact with me and said quite simply, “I hate to imagine what your life would have been like without those dance lessons.”

There is a reason why I am telling you this ridiculously long and utterly humiliating account of an incident that happened long ago.

Keep in mind that on more than one occasion, seizure precautions have been implemented as I attempted to dance when I tell you that many of you cannot write for beans.

Remember that I have been described as an arthritic swan by ballet teachers when I point out that some of you cannot string together a grammatically correct sentence to save your life. Its downright sad to see some of you go through your entire vocabulary in one clinical visit note.

That I have twerked by accident during a Waltz should you make you feel better about visit notes that could be used as a poster for an Adult Literacy campaign were it not for the HIPAA Privacy Rule.

The fact is…. some of you simply do not write well and that’s okay.  Apparently, I do not dance very well.  Much to the dismay of others – a whole lot of others – it doesn’t stop me from trying.

If I hurt your feelings and you are ready to quit, don’t.  If you think your computer documentation will solve your problems, get over it.  If you have lived more than three decades and find yourself correcting more than half of your visit notes after review, give up on trying to be a literary presence.  All you really need to do is accurately convey your thoughts on paper and I am going to teach you how.  Remember, Medicare does not pay for grammar and spelling.  There are no Pulitzer prizes for visit note narratives.

Instead of trying harder, working more, adding more drivil to your notes, simply document the following on each and every visit:

  1. A short description of the patient and what they were doing when you got to the home.
  2. A complete assessment including weights.  Note:  in other health care environments, patients with aortic stenosis have very loud heart murmurs and patients with COPD wheeze.  In other words, document your findings – don’t just check the same old boxes you normally check.
  3. A review of all medications against orders.  Document any discrepancies.
  4. Problems assessed on the visit and any events reported since the last visit.
  5. What you did about the problems.

Example:

Patient at table making holiday plans with f’ly member upon arrival.  Med planner reviewed and noted all medications present.  Pill bottles examined and called MD for refills for Metoprolol.  MD office nurse stated meds would be called to Walgreens.  Pt has loud murmur which has been there since admit.  MD verified that pt always has murmur on admission.  Diabetic foot care done by patient while SN watched.  Pt performed foot care with just a little coaching from nurse.  Pts daughter present during visit and she agreed to pick up medications.  Will follow up.

Then write yourself an email or put a note to follow up on your calendar.  Call the daughter who picked up the meds to verify they are in the home and write a case conference that says:  ‘Daughter said she picked up meds from Walgreens.  See visit note of 09/13.’

Compare that to:

Pt was instructed on the significance of attempting to remember if he took medications before taking other meds.

I read that in a chart of a patient with Alzheimer’s Disease.  Medicare paid for a nurse to instruct a patient with Alzheimer’s on the significance of attempting to remember if he took medications before taking other meds.  And you wonder why I am so brutal in my assessment of your documentation.

The truth is that I know you guys.  You work hard, keep patients out of the hospital, make them well and happy and you deserve to be paid – not arrested.  I’ve heard some of the documentation classes.  I’ve read the examples.  Please don’t bore me with those cold, clinical assessments that tell me nothing about the person you are visiting.

Go practice.   Keep it simple.

 

When Harm in the Hospital Follows You Home

Propublica.org is an award winning group of journalists who write stories they want to write because they need to be heard.  They allow pretty much anyone to republish their articles at no cost and do not accept any money for advertising.  They have done a terrific job of covering nursing homes in the past and they are paying very close attention to harm caused to patients as the result of medical error in the hospital.

We get these patients –  from referral sources at times.  As nurses, We are understandably very sensitive to our colleagues and are fully aware that our patients do not understand the way things work and often disregard their complaints of our colleagues.  The very last thing we want to do is cast dispersions on physicians we know and respect.  Even when we don’t particularly like or respect a physician, there is always that nagging fear of repercussion if we do speak out.

Our job is not be judge and jury.  We cannot begin to go back and determine if the patient suffered an error in the hospital.  That is one of the reasons why this interview from Probublica with Dr. Gerald Monk, a professor at San Diego State  University caught my attention.  He brings light to the very real trauma patients experience and how, in some instances, we can make it worse by pretending that nothing really happened or disregarding their feelings – whether they are based on real circumstances or a misunderstanding.

One million patient’s y’all.   That’s a ton of damage to the people entrusted to our care.  We can continue to ignore it or we can work to heal patients both emotionally and physically.  Enjoy the article and let me know what you think.  Check out the facebook page as well.

 

When Harm in the Hospital Follows You Home

by Olga Pierce ProPublica, March 21, 2013, 2:30 p.m.

“How is it possible to move past medical harm when every single aspect of life is impacted by it ” when absolutely everything a person believed about doctors, lawyers, oversight agencies, insurance companies is turned upside down and inside out?”  Robin Karr, patient harm survivor

A slip of the scalpel, an invisible microbe, a minute miscalculation. It’s estimated that something goes wrong for more than one million people per year during a visit to the hospital. Some patients experience a full physical recovery. Some are never fully healed.

But even if patients are lucky enough to physically heal, their lives may never be the same. Sleep becomes elusive, relationships break apart, and a wall of silence appears between patients and the doctors they trusted.

What follows is a conversation of sorts between some of the 1,550 members of our ProPublica Patient Harm Facebook community and Dr. Gerald Monk, a professor at San Diego State University who specializes in dealing with the aftermath of patient harm for both patients and providers. We asked group members to share their questions and thoughts about the aftermath of patient harm, and then got Monk’s response. What emerges is a portrait of the long journey that begins after the unthinkable happens.

Monk’s comments are not a substitute for treatment by a mental health professional. They have been edited for clarity and length. Each quote in italics comes from a member of ProPublica’s Patient Harm Facebook group.

PP: What symptoms can survivors of patient harm expect?

“I find I think about what happened day and night.”   KariAnn Syna 

“Survivors have “very real PTSD symptoms, including avoidance, difficulty sleeping, etc.” Debra Van Putten

“I experience ‘flashbacks.'”  Georjean Parrish

Dr. Monk: The psychological symptoms are similar to those people suffer when exposed to physical, sexual and psychological violence. What all these things have in common is that they take place in settings where we reasonably anticipate that we will be safe and secure. We tend to believe the maxim that the doctor will do no harm.

The symptoms can be physical, such as headaches and sleeplessness; or psychological, like depression, anger, guilt and being vulnerable to drug abuse.  Patients can even blame themselves. A survivor of harm surely knows others that have had the same medical procedure without suffering harm, and so they can feel they somehow contributed to the error because they were at the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong health care provider.

PP: Many group members expressed feelings of betrayal by the health professionals and authorities they thought were there to protect them. What phenomenon are they experiencing?

 “A patient who is denied validation for their medical injury is betrayed by the medical system they have learned to trust as an official authority. It is a shocking experience to realize that everyone one has thought about trusting this authority is suddenly wrong.” Garrick Sitongia

Dr. Monk: Patients can feel especially violated in the context of health care. Not only do patients anticipate being safe and secure, they expect to be healed. Following an adverse medical event, a patient may experience a lifetime of heartbreaking anguish and suffering.

PP: Group members describe a related problem. Others are reluctant to hear their new understanding of the health care system and dismiss them as crazy or tell them “it’s all in your mind.”

Dr. Monk: Doctors are trained to be perfectionists. They are expected to answer difficult heath care problems and to know how to heal. Sometimes doctors are also pressured to gain legitimacy by exuding a sense of confidence and certainty when they don’t actually know how to make a patient well.

As we know, the reality is that health care is far from perfect. Medicine is inexact yet doctors face the expectation that they will fully understand the human condition and know all of the complexities about what ails us.

This is an onerous responsibility, and this territory can be ripe for misunderstanding between health care providers and the patient and family members. Doctors may feel that patients haven’t communicated all of their symptoms or followed through on their instructions, and this can leave patients and their families feeling blamed.

PP: Many patients say they encounter a ‘wall of silence,’ where providers are unwilling to discuss what happened and which hinders the healing process.

“There can be a “refusal of anyone to talk about the emotional impact or an error on both the provider, care team, patient, and their family … it feels like a systems error ends up being an individual problem and no one wins.” Sherry Reynolds 

Dr. Monk: The health care environment is still dominated by the culture of “deny and defend.” Most physicians have been trained not to apologize when things go wrong and warned by their mentors that it can lead to a lawsuit. Actually, the opposite is true. Harmed patients who do not receive an apology and an open and transparent investigation about what went wrong are often left with a strong desire for justice. These feelings of injustice drive them toward a lawsuit.

But legal action can make things worse for the patient. It seldom produces any sense of justice and healing and often leads to even more trauma. In contrast, an open and heartfelt acknowledgment of an actual or perceived medical error could lead to psychological healing.

Another distressing part of this “deny and defend” culture is that many doctors and nurses actually want to apologize when things have gone wrong. Many providers went into medicine because they want to be healers and bring good to people’s lives. When things go wrong, it can have catastrophic consequences for providers. They often suffer what is called 2018second survivor’ syndrome. They are traumatized by causing the patient harm and they are isolated and trapped with secret knowledge about what really happened.

Providers are often called the “second victim” in cases of patient harm, and struggle to handle deep feelings of guilt and remorse.

Fortunately, a growing trend is changing the culture of deny and defend. For example, large health care systems within California, Illinois, Maryland, Missouri, Massachusetts, and Virginia are trying to overcome the barriers in the health care environment to open, honest disclosures and encourage apologies when things go wrong. Some doctors are doing the same: disclosing medical errors and making heartfelt apologies. These conversations can be restorative for providers, patients and their families.

PP: Survivors of harm also describe themselves as isolated from their families just when they need them the most. Sometimes loved ones have trouble coping with the damage, other times they don’t understand why the victim of harm can’t 2018just move on.’

“My husband never doubted me, but the challenges financially, physically and emotionally after suffering irreparable damage by my former dentist 2026 destroyed our happiness … He and I separated.”  Tina Gomes

“I have no family now due to what was done to me … This has proven to be too traumatic for my family to endure so I find myself with no family and no support. It’s as if I’m dead.”  Robin Karr

Dr. Monk: The harmed patient can become frozen with unprocessed emotional trauma following the harm they suffered. They can become stuck in emotional distress and psychological fragility. Loved ones and friends may become exhausted by the victim’s ongoing anguish. They may start to recoil from hearing any more about this ugly situation.

Significant others can feel powerless to do anything other than encourage the harmed party to go to court or stay with a legal process. That can take more than five years, cause significant financial strain, and many cases are decided in favor of the health care professional. This contributes to the paralysis for the family and the harmed patient. These powerful stressors often lead to separation, divorce and alienation of family members.

PP: The feelings of isolation or abandonment are not necessarily limited to friends and family. Many social relationships can be strained, and survivors can feel shunned.

“We went from being the perfect family to being seen as the Addams family. When you have a child die from 100 percent medical error you become every mother’s worst nightmare … It is a grief and pain most people, fortunately, can never understand and are afraid to come near.” – Lenore Alexander

Dr. Monk: There are no societal rituals about how to grieve the losses that come from serious medical error in a socially acceptable way.

While people can be kind and compassionate in their efforts to help, eventually there may be a growing sense that 2018enough is enough’ and survivors need to put this behind them and move on with their lives.

When family and friends tell the survivor of patient harm to move on, or suggest they are psychologically unwell, this can add feelings of shame and guilt to the grief they already feel, which may actually make the healing process longer.

PP: In addition to emotional trauma, there may also be lasting health effects that drag on for years or even permanently.

“How do you ever move on, when you live in a damaged body that reminds you every minute of every day what you lived through?” – Georjean Parrish

“I try to cover up my now ugly body with nice clothes…my body looks deformed.” – KariAnn Syna

Dr. Monk: For a few people there is a form of loss and grief caused by a grievous physical injury that seems to take over a person’s whole being. Physical prowess and attractiveness can be an important part of how people define themselves. Day-to-day physical injuries and impairments caused by a medical error remind victims of what they no longer have in strength, mobility, being pain free and physical appearance.

Some survivors know their body has been harmed forever but they still can’t believe it. Time is moving along but they are not. Yearning for the life they had before the trauma, thoughts and images of the person they once were frequently fill their mind.

PP: Some survivors find the struggle to find acceptance or forgiveness an impediment to moving on with their lives.

“It took until I was finally diagnosed and two surgeries later to even begin to be able to ‘let go’ and ‘forgive.’ After I got Medicare and could go to doctors … who listened and understood, I could begin to be grateful and that’s when healing starts.” – Anna Gardiner

“A big problem is one of acceptance.” How do harmed patients separate accepting their damaged selves from feeling like they are saying that what happened to them was acceptable?” – Jeri Tresler

Dr. Monk: The desire for revenge can be a common reaction among patients who have survived a terrible medical error or for families who have had a loved one die because of a medical mistake. This is compounded when the expected legal punishment falls far short of expectations.

Survivors of serious medical error can feel shocked and horrified by the intensity of their own vengeful impulses when they have recovered sufficiently to have those feelings. They may even withdraw from community support because they feel ashamed of wanting revenge.

In many Western cultures, the desire for vengeance is taboo, and society instead pressures victims of harm to “turn the other cheek” and forgive the perpetrator. But misplaced efforts to encourage forgiveness before the victim is ready can just cause more shame and distress.

Victims of an error need somebody who can acknowledge, accept and support them around intense displays of emotion and not withdraw from them but rather step toward them.  Harmed patients at this time can benefit from working with a counselor who is not frightened by powerful feelings of rage, and revenge.

Counselors trained in dealing with trauma can help survivors speak openly about their experiences without being brushed aside or have the topic changed. This helps a harmed patient begin their own emotional repair. An overarching desire for many harmed patients is to want to move beyond the terrible emotional scars that may accompany the physical ones. Physical injuries may never be healed. Thankfully, with qualified help, emotional injuries can be.

Illustrations by Marina Luz

Exploring Patient Harm: Have you been affected by patient harm? Join our Patient Harm Community on Facebook to share your experience with patients, family members and others affected, or tell our reporters your story by completing our patient safety survey.

 

When Outcomes aren’t Good Enough

nevada-nursing-licenseSo, I have looked at charts for close to ten different agencies in the past month or so for various and sundry reasons.  Two stood out for me in a way you should think about if you give me a minute.

Both charts involved psychiatric patients living in a congregate living situation with paid caregivers.  They lived in different states and the living situations were different but the similarities are there, nonetheless which is why the second chart caught my attention.

In both instances, there was a ten day gap between the last visit and the time the patient went to the hospital and yet the schedules called for weekly visits.  There were indications that it was not safe to push the visit back and possibly even a PRN visit should have been made.  Both agencies – completely unrelated – had a policy that supervisors should be notified of missed visits and neither nurse followed the policy.

One nurse will stand before the board in defense of a nursing license and the other one will be scolded by yours truly.

The difference is not that one nurse took better care of the patient or that the patient’s condition was any better in one patient than in the other.  The difference was dumb luck.

One patient died from a subdural hematoma.  The other was treated and went back to the facility.  The questions I have are:

  • Did the nurses in each instance visit patients according to when it is convenient for them?
  • If they were employed at a hospital, would they work whichever shift they chose?
  • If a patient really doesn’t need to be seen but once every ten days or so, why not schedule the patient for every ten days?
  • Could either nurse have picked up on something that may have prevented the hospitalizations?

Honestly, I don’t know.  In fact, I sort of doubt it but who knows?  And I am not the only one asking these questions.

In 15 years of of ICU work, I saw a lot of patients die.  It never, ever felt right when a full code patient died on my watch.  The sleepless nights, the endless record reviews, the self doubt all take a toll.  After a while it got better because the brutal questions I asked myself are worse than any a malpractice attorney could ask.  And honestly, not all of the answers were in my favor.  I have made pretty much every mistake there is to make but luckily, nobody died because of them.

The nurse whose patient died will have a lot of questions that will never be answered because an assessment wasn’t made for ten days prior to the hospitalization.  My deepest sympathies lie with that nurse.

What can you take away from this?  Both nurses are guilty of exactly the same thing.   Both put off a visit until later in the week, neither one called a supervisor and the polices of both agencies were ignored. Each situation had a radically different outcome which was likely beyond their control.  Whether or not they saw their patients or notified their supervisor when they did not see the patients was clearly within their control.

Don’t be the subject of a future post.  Follow your schedule.   It is not a suggestion or a recommendation. It is what is expected of you from your patients, your employer and your state board of nursing.

The Improvement Standard

Have you ever been told that no matter how sick your patient is, the Medicare Home Health Benefit does not cover chronic care?  If you are my client, you have and I certainly didn’t make it up.

As it turns out, CMS has identified the need to offer a little clarification on that requirement.  Attorneys from the Center for Medicare Advocacy, Vermont Legal Aid and the Centers for Medicare & Medicaid Services (CMS) have agreed to settle the “Improvement Standard” case, Jimmo v. Sebelius.

In a Nutshell

Skilled Nursing and Therapy services may be provided to a patient to maintain the patient’s present condition or prevent further deterioration if:

The skilled services are of sufficient complexity to require the skills of a nurse or therapist

The individualized assessment does not indicate that the services can be performed safely by an unskilled person

Effective Date

The effective date of this ‘change’ January 18, 2011 which is the date the lawsuit was filed.

Because the practice of denying beneficiaries who would benefit from skilled services to maintain their current condition or prevent further deterioration has never been legal, this isn’t an actual change in coverage.  It was merely a little misunderstanding and as noted, clarity from CMS is on the way along with an Educational Campaign for providers, contractors and adjudicators.

If you have been denied for claims related to a patient’s failure to show improvement since January 2011, appeal them.  Fill out a reconsideration form and attach the text of the settlement agreement.

Documentation

In order to qualify for maintenance skilled services, the document emphasizes repeatedly the need for an ‘individualized’ assessment to reflect the needs.  Be careful in offering long term services on a routine basis but never discharge anyone who requires continuing skilled care.

This requirement will not be met by offering long term packaged skills provided as a result of a generic assessment.  You will be denied if you routinely offer ongoing range of motion services to all stroke patients.  You may be covered if a stroke patient has an orthopedic defect that would render range of motion to be a high risk endeavor for an unskilled person.

More Information

Visit the Center for Medicare Advocacy for more information.  And leave a comment about how you think the Improvement Settlement will affect your agency.

Blue Moments

This story was posted on Facebook by a friend and I looked around to see who wrote it.  Initially, it was written off as an urban legend with a Chicken Soup for the Soul twist.  As it turns out, it was originally written by a man named Kent Nerburn in his book, Make Me an Instrument of Your Peace.  He calls these moments ‘Blue Moments’ where brilliant light shines through through the ordinary moments in our ordinary days.

A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.  There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.  She kept thanking me for my kindness.

‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’

‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drive through downtown?’

‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..

‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.  We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.  As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.Let’s go now’.

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.  Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.  They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.

‘Nothing,’ I said
‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.

‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.
‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’  I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.