The Day My Daughter Told the Doctor to Let Me Go While I Lay There Unable to Speak

previous evening, during a window when my condition had been unstable and the surgical team was waiting on a decision about how to proceed. She told me the doctor would come to speak with me. She told me I was stable now, that I was breathing on my own, that I was going to be all right.

“Thank you,” I said, and meant it for more than the information.continue reading …