Thank you. Mom worked OR, ER, ICU, CCU, Hospice, Peds, OB/GYN, you name it. She has seen things in her life you and I would be emotionally scarred over. She was called up on her day off when Flight 93 went down in PA, near Somerset - hers was the closest hospital to the crash site, the one I was born in. They’d cleared the parking lots to set up helicopter landing pads and triage tents. She said the hardest thing was being sent home when they were told there were no inbound injured to treat - all were dead. She is one tough old broad.
Wow. God bless your mother. Don’t we all remember that horrible day. One of my younger brothers was in Jersey City that morning and saw the second plane hit the South Tower.
My youngest brother lost a number of friends who worked in The Sky Box Cafe in the South Tower. He works as a high end chef in NYC and almost took the job of being the manager of the Cafe but he had a better gig in some swanky place uptown.
He say’s he’s still haunted at night sometimes over the friends he lost. “I see their faces in my dreams sometimes’’ he once told me. He told me “They’re calling to me to help them and I can’t’’.
So your mother worked in Somerset, huh? My Mom worked at Valley Hospital in Ridgewood. She was the OR Nursing Director there.
I’ll sure be praying for you mother. Hang in there FRiend, keep in touch.
My sister was a nurse in Manhattan that day. Exact same thing. Her hospital got ready, and waited, and waited for casualties to come. Then that night they simply told all the extra staff to go home.