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

Then:

I assumed you understood.

I did.

That was the problem.

PART 18 — THE MISCARRIAGE

There was a reason the month in Metropolitan General broke something so completely.

Six years earlier, during our first year of marriage, I miscarried at ten weeks.

Marcus had promised to take me to the emergency department.

Then his department chief called.

Not emergency surgery.