The Doctor Said I Was in Critical Condition. My Husband Barely Looked Up From the Divorce Documents

why. I remember fragments: the brightness of the overhead lights, someone asking me to breathe, the small alarmed sounds that monitors make when they have something to say. I remember the moment they told me I was going under general anesthesia and I thought, in the blurred and exhausted way of a person on the edge of consciousness, please let them continue reading …