That is not a thing that happens anywhere in medicine.

A doctor is a person you fetch for a clinical problem or for information, and a man not being in a chair is neither of those, and I understood in that second — lying flat with two children on my chest and no feeling in my legs — that whatever had happened was a thing that had been discussed at a desk by staff.

And my heart began to go.

Part Thirty: You Really Don’t Know Why He Left?