My Surgeon Husband Worked Five Floors Below Me While I Fought Sepsis for 30 Days—When He Said, “I Was Too Busy,” I Put My Wedding Ring on the Hospital Report He Never Knew I Had

Tempting.

I had expertise.

The institution question interested me.

But even anonymized, enough colleagues knew our story that Marcus would likely be identifiable.

Publishing while divorce was active could look retaliatory.

So I did not.

Years later, I wrote a broad article about family-emergency access in restricted clinical programs using aggregated evidence and published research.

No Marcus.