Something was bothering me; something that not even Sidney could fix. I wasn't exactly being honest with him when he asked me point blank what was wrong. Sidney Freeman was a good psychologist, a good friend and I felt bad essentially lying to the man, but at the time it was the right thing to do; or so I thought. I hate the fact that I'm getting older, and making a mistake that nearly cost that poor soldier his life. Fortunately Hawkeye was there to make things right, but things overall weren't right. I was born to be a surgeon and nothing would ever change that.