Gayl is a winner

I have always struggled with the problem of how to describe Gayl when she was treating a patient. Gayl is a loving, kind, tender, thoughtful, considerate, modest, intelligent, humble, serving, self-effacing person; and the best wife any man could have. THE VERY BEST. But, there is this other side of her; the side that came out in the ER, or by the side of the road with a wreck, or in any crisis where death is on the line. Then, there is this air about her, this way of acting, this self-confidence., this lack of doubt. There is this fire in her blue eyes and she is all business focused, determined, take no prisoners, don't tell me the cost attitude. An attitude that she was going to inevitably beat Death and save this person. Inevitably. There is this old saying about fighting dogs, that the leader of the pack knew he would win the fight and that it was inevitable. That's how it is with Gayl. Her attitude when fighting Death for a patient was that it was inevitable that she would win, that Death was overmatched. Really, that was the way it seemed when you watched her. You had to be there to know what I mean, to see that attitude about her. But it was not a cocky attitude, it was self-assured and determined. Gayl would just not entertain the possibility of losing her patient, ever. Most guys don't have it, most military people don't have it; Gayl has it by the bucket-load. And at the same time, the nurses and the patients liked her. Mano-a-mano against Death, and she was still nice and kind to the people around her. No one can top that, no one.

And I seem to be the only person who weeps for her loss.