Addressed to Dr. Lynes, the note sat menacingly in my inbox like a distress signal ominously blinking on a battered ocean coast. “Mr. Smith wants you to read the note before his preop, the nurse said harmlessly.” A premonition that day, just one more irrational fear in my downward spiral into darkness. I am a physician, practicing a noble profession of merit. Sepsis, from a visit to Mexico, began a sad journey ...


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