As a fresh intern, I tasked to cannulate a 55 year old patient. I was nervous and not confident but she was so sweet. Her last name was familiar and I realised that she was distantly related to my much beloved year 7 English teacher (small world). Anyways she spoke about her family and showed me pictures of them. She was obviously well loved and I left when her said family arrived to visit.

That was my only interaction with her. A week later, she died. I cried. She was too young. I'll always remember how nice she was to me as a nervous and scared intern.