Nightshifts. It's really busy right now, everyone had to take care of three patients (which is really stressful if only one of them worsens) and one colleague even had to take care of four (which is slightly impossible, at least for me)

One of them is pregnant,  but she is really sick, unable to move and to breath, we don't know why yet.
So last night, they rushed her to the gyn operating room and delivered the baby.
The baby's CO2 parameter was already by 98. Which is a lot.

But one of my favourite colleagues said to me: "Tiny, you're always trying to see the good side, I really like that."

Well, I can def. say, that it wasn't always like that, not even close. But things change.

By the way: The baby is a girl and she's already breathing on her own.
I really hope her mum survives.