She lay on an uncomfortable emergency department bed, striving to remain composed despite her condition. Cradled in her right arm was her six-month-old baby, while a chest tube inserted in her left side, left her in significant pain and unable to move.
In the months following her delivery, she had endured a persistent cough, which ultimately led to the diagnosis of a lung tumour requiring a major surgical intervention.
Between her voice interrupted by shortness of breath, her husband’s struggle to hide his tears, and a doctor who knows what is coming next, her baby was sleeping on her chest, enjoying the warmth of a fading woman.
This child was living the moment, not knowing that the world around him is collapsing…
How many times I want to be like this child… just live the moments of life, not knowing what is happening next.
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