He had been poisoning her childhood with the belief that her illness made her a burden.
Before I could answer, the pharmacy technician burst through the ICU doors carrying a sealed medication container.
“We have it!”
Dr. Bennett immediately inspected the label and handed it to the nurse responsible for administering Lily’s treatment.
I watched them verify her patient information.
Then the medication finally entered my daughter’s body.
Nothing happened immediately.
The monitors continued to sound.
Her breathing remained frighteningly shallow.
I squeezed my hands together until my fingernails dug into my palms.
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