Ninety-One Days of Somebody Else's Hands
She was born at twenty-nine weeks and for three months other people knew how to look after her and I did not. The kindest thing anyone did was to teach me one small job that was only mine.
Topic
Hope
3 stories: 1 from a doctor, 2 from patients
This collection has the same experience described from both sides — worth reading as a pair.
The Third Transfer
Four years, three rounds, one phone call each time on a Tuesday morning. What I remember most clearly is not the failures. It is the nurse who told me she was sorry, and meant it, and then said my name.