“Mom? Will you save her?” Edgardo asked and Sophia turned. She looked at him, she nods.

“Yes.” She responded.

“Promise?” She smiled at him, remembering when he was a little boy asking for a car toy.

“I promise.” Sophia walked in there.

“So what blood type is she?” She asked.

“O negative.”

“Good. Get me a lot of O negative.” She ordered. She lost a huge amount of blood and they couldn’t stop the bleeding for many hours.She went to the head of the bed, and she hooked her up to a respirator that breathes for her.

The other surgeon put tubes... everywhere.

A large-bore tube goes into each arm,...