Two Weeks in the Hospital That Taught Me the Power of Honest Support
The room felt unusually quiet for a hospital wing that never seemed to sleep. Machines hummed softly, lights glowed dim and steady, and the walls smelled faintly of disinfectant and warm linens. I had given birth earlier than expected, my body exhausted and my emotions stretched thin by worry and hope in equal measure. My…
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