I’m a surgeon — exhausted, drained, and running on nothing but determination and adrenaline.
But tonight, I’m also deeply grateful.

Because today, after ten hours of focus, fear, precision, and hope…
we saved a life.

Ten hours of steady hands.
Ten hours of silent prayers.
Ten hours of fighting for someone who may never know my name —
but will wake up tomorrow because we didn’t give up.

Now that the OR is quiet and the adrenaline has faded, the exhaustion hits hard.
But so does the gratitude.
So does the meaning.

I’m tired…
but my heart is full.

If you’re reading this, a few words of encouragement would mean more than you know.
Your kindness is the fuel that keeps us going shift after shift, life after life. 🙏✨