And this is the kind of day it's been. Unfortunately, you can't save them all. And the part of my job that I dislike the most, is having to tell a son that we were unable to restart his father's heart, that there was nothing more we could do and I was so sorry for his loss. This is so hard for me, especially now, and I prayed that he would not see the tears welling up in my own eyes as I spoke to him.
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