The first dominating feeling is the lack of perspective; around us lives stop with an unnatural frequency, and behind those meager personal and anamnestic notes, we know that there are grandparents, fathers, mothers, friends, lovers, affections. And so, it is better that we do not think too much, even at the cost of training that cynicism that we didn’t even think we had. However, a chest x-ray that is slightly less white than the previous one, a patient for whom drugs can be reduced, is enough to break our despair and return us to seeing life. In those moments we look at each other, proud and moved. We must think about life carrying on, even when facing the pain of the many whose are lives are ending.