There is a certain luxury I enjoy as a doctor. The ability to walk out of the hospital into a world outside the battleground of pain and disease. There is a spring in the step sometimes, when there is enough energy, walking into a sunny afternoon, when I am blessed to close early enough to meet it. Sometimes I carry the battles home with me… sometimes I am sitting at the table, looking into a plate of food, but what I see is not exactly what I am looking at. I have learnt not to take for granted, the simple things of life. Walking out to a car, without pain, without falling, sitting inside, driving it unto a busy street and not being afraid.