Part 1: The Question That Changed Everything
The Moment Everything Started Falling Apart
I was already drifting in and out of consciousness when I heard my husband ask the doctor a question that would change everything.
Not, “Is my wife okay?”
Not, “What do you need?”
Not even, “Can you save them both?”
Just that.
The operating room lights were painfully bright, even through the blur creeping along the edges of my vision. Cold metal pressed against my skin. Voices overlapped in urgent bursts. Machines beeped in relentless rhythm.
was thirty-seven weeks pregnant, terrified, and losing control of my own body.
One minute I had been in labor with a pain that felt wrong in ways I couldn’t explain. The next minute I was being rushed into an emergency C-section while doctors shouted instructions over my head.
