For now, we have an endless litany of tragedies to which we react with collective pathos and impotence, knowing for certain that we await the next. We have a bizarre double-standard, in which the First Amendment is spared the tortured literalism imposed upon the Second by those with ulterior motives.
I often reflect back on my time in ICU as a team effort, between myself and my care team, and also with my parents, family, and friends. Having my parents there with me in the hospital meant everything to me. Growing up, they were my role models, my friends, my supporters -- and in the hospital, my guardian angels.