A maze of corridors seemed to stretch out into eternity, masked nurses frantically darting from one doorway to another. The tense air was punctured by the occasional scream or howl as I stared at the piles of machinery at my bedside. In the corner, a streak of blood glared back at me, taunting me of my fate. The agony was unbearable. And yet, when this tiny, frail human was placed in my arms, the room filled with light as the white walls smiled back my pride and time stood still. See more