In my particular niche of surgery (I work as a surgical technician) the case if often referred to as a body part. The nose in 5, or the eyelid in 6. I drive in dark morning hours, greeted by security in a high-rise setting deep in the city. Many times while setting up a case I have stared out the window to view the downtown city lights twinkling as the concrete jungle prepares for a new day. I think of where I want to explore next and how I'd rather have my tripod in my hand and my hiking shoes on. I count myself as very fortunate to have been gainfully employed in a medical specially that funds my gear, explorations and gives me the room and time to roam the American Southwest.
One wouldn't think there would be any sort of connection between the two worlds but there is. For several years, I've come to work with elderly patients. I'd venture a guess that the average age of the patient I spend my days with would be about 70-80 years old. Most patients I work with are in poor health and are no strangers to cancer, Alzheimer's, PTSD and the effects of long term smoking and chronic disease processes. I've seen humanity at its frailest and I see it often. Surgery is fast paced and I don't often slow down much during the day but every once an awhile, I find myself at the bedside of patient who needs to talk. Many have no family, many have survived their own children or a long term spouse and are simply alone, scared, confused and reaching out for a sympathetic ear.
What will your photography say , all those years later?