In the past 24 hours I have:
Sat in the ER waiting room with a friend for 3 hours.
In said waiting room watched a young boy with a visibly broken arm quietly cry in pain while waiting to be seen (for over an hour). My mother heart was breaking with each moment that child suffered
After leaving the ER after 2 more hours (and with NO answers for my friend) I ate McDonalds and then spent the night being up awake and sick (because of the McDonalds).
Watched/heard a dog get hit by a truck in the dead of night (the truck did not stop). Brought the dog back to the owner (still alive) and then cleaned up the dogs blood from Deanna's car (baby wipes will get out anything).
Got my boobs smooshed between a foam pad and plastic plate (twice on both boobs - for good measure I am sure).