The medical staff, however, recognized the urgency of my condition. Dr. Blake’s arrival was like a beacon of hope amid the chaos. His declaration was stark and immediate: placental abruption. A term that sounded clinical yet held the weight of life and death within its syllables. His orders were clear, but Mills remained a looming obstacle, entrenched in bureaucratic rigidity.

As my vision blurred and the world began to slip away, a different battle unfolded in the periphery. The head nurse, an unsung hero amidst the turmoil, wielded her phone like a shield. Her actions were stealthy and deliberate, capturing not only the dereliction of duty by Officer Mills but also the hospital’s desperate fight to save us.