He Missed My Surgery When I Needed Him Most—What the Surgeon Handed Me Wasn’t From Him

surreal. “Your husband will be here when you wake up,” the nurse assured me, squeezing my hand.

I nodded, wanting desperately to believe her, needing to believe that after six years of marriage, Eric would choose me over whatever else demanded his attention.

My phone buzzed once as they prepared to take me into surgery. My heart actually lifted—maybe continue reading …