Beschrijving
Nancy felt like she was in a dream for a moment—-a nightmare. She couldn’t explain what snapped inside her, but she methodically grabbed tubing, IV solution, alcohol and needles from the cart. She wasn’t frightened, her heart continued to pound, but now it was with excitement.
As she approached one of the burned and disfigured young men on a stretcher, his eyes held a look of panic she would never forget. She laid her hand on his chest and said, \