I find myself getting so involved with these cases of wonderful people in the prime of their life, losing their life and each day I almost feel guilty for enjoying myself because I think of these people and what they are missing out on. (Super run-on sentence but oh, well!) There was a case where a little 4 year old girl was to get something like 4 root canals, why I'll never know, and during the anesthesia she died. It actually happened a floor above where I go to the dentist but I wasn't there at the time. Now, every time I brush my teeth I think of that darling little girl...Please tell me I am not alone in thinking like this.