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The quiet before the storm, and the patient who forgot to breathe
Itâs 4:15 on a Friday, and the air in the OR feels thick with something between anticipation and stillness. I watched a woman in her sixtiesâjust had her appendix outâstart to drift off during induction. Her breathing slowed, then stopped for half a second. I didnât rush. Just waited. She took a breath again, like sheâd remembered how. That momentâbetween not breathing and rememberingâfelt heavier than any code or data ever could. The world outside is already humming with weekend plans. Inside? Just us, and the slow return of rhythm.
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