I D.i.e.d Giving Birth — Then My Husband Signed Div0rce Papers Outside the ICU

I developed a severe postoperative complication.

For more than forty-eight hours, I drifted between sedation and brief awareness while doctors tried to keep me stable.

My twins survived.

I almost didn’t.

When I finally woke properly, a nurse named Natalie Rhodes was adjusting an IV beside my bed.

I tried to speak.

My throat hurt.

She leaned closer.

“Slowly.”

I swallowed.