into motion. “Crash C-section! Prepare OR Two! Call anesthesia, get four units of O-negative blood on a rapid infuser! Move her, NOW!”
The room erupts into organized chaos. Brakes are unlocked. Nurses yell overlapping codes. The ceiling lights become a streaking blur as my bed is shoved violently out of the room and down the long, white hallway. Nicolás continue reading …
