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

about how Eric would react. Would he panic? Would he drop everything and realize that maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t the dramatic wife his mother painted me as?

The emergency room was a blur of harsh fluorescent lights and urgent voices. “Acute appendicitis with perforation,” I heard someone say. “We need to get her prepped now.”

A nurse leaned over me,continue reading …