Funny how one’s perception of time is distorted in high stress events. That’s what happened to me. It all seemed to happen in slow motion.  Himself held up the busted tiller in his hand with a look of complete disgust as we all looked to him. The sailboat, now essentially rudderless began to tip as…

Himself didn’t have to paddle out very far before the wind filled the sails with a snap. It startled us all as we looked up.“Mind the boom!” Himself hollered as the sail began to swing towards my daughters. With wide eyes they watched as the boom quickly came at their faces and then they awkwardly…

Asleep on the beach again! The remainder of general swim consisted of a rash, another sore throat, a sliver, a blister and a very short nap as the sun edged over and finally bathed me in it’s warmth. I was helpless against it.As general swim came to an end I woke up with the noise…

I wiped down the counters and then sat down to document in my nursing notes.“Hepatitis B vaccine administered.” I summarized. I paused and then I put the pen down. Seemed quite simple but that had been a real struggle for the poor young man. I shook my head.  I glanced at the clock as the bell rang….

“Do you feel well enough to go?” I asked Mitch as I patted his shoulder.“Close. Maybe in another minute.” Mitch took some deep breaths and wiped the wet paper towels across his face. His color was pretty much back to normal. He pulled at the neck of his wet t-shirt and fanned himself. I poured…