Time seemed to stretch, each second passing slowly, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on us all.
I could almost hear the ticking of the clock, each tick a reminder of how little we knew.
In the background, the hospital staff moved with quiet efficiency, their steps a soft rhythm against the linoleum floor.
My mind raced, trying to make sense of the situation, the questions piling up faster than I could process.
Was this a mistake?
An oversight?
Or something more?
The nurse’s voice was soft as she spoke to us, attempting to guide us through next steps, but her words barely registered.
I was lost in my thoughts, the room’s air thick with unasked questions and the tension of the unknown.
My wife’s silence was loud, a wall between us that I couldn’t breach.
