s of twisted metal

y pelvis a sharp, grinding agony

warm gush that now fe

ood General," a paramed

child, was coming,

uma surgeon at Northwood. He wo

burst open, a blur of l

bay, shouting medical t

rauma from the interstate pile-up

heart pounding a franti

aw her.

a sister, the one my fam

ney nearby, looking pa

a nurse, "I was in that pile-up too, a littl

around the s

over, not to me,

as E

Eth

' s side, his face

Jess? Don't w

her foreh

o call ou

weak croak, los

Miller, your wife is here. Se

his eyes meeting min

o warmth, just a flicker of

d back t

Ethan ordered a passing anes

g towards me, "this patient is critical, suspected p

no room for argument. "My wife has a high pain tole

even look

rioritize

as nothing compared to the sharp, co

I loved, the fa

as choos