The significance of the strike was made clear to me today, while I, the intern, was griping about waiting in the cold for a hopsital shuttle that was running late.
A cardiology fellow was standing with me. He'd begun his commute well before me, and had budgeted the entire afternoon to get to the hospital.
"Why so much time? I think they'll understand if you're running late," I offered.
"If anyone has an ST-elevation MI tonight, and I'm not there..." His words trailed off.
We both stared down the avenue, searching for a sign of the approaching shuttle bus.