The rupture was in one of the small arteries—an arcade, as it’s called—that supplies blood to the pancreas and duodenum. Had the rupture been in a large abdominal artery, like the aorta, they would have found it a lot faster, but I’d already be dead. Smaller arteries bleed more slowly but are harder to find. My memories from this time are vague and disjointed, as if I had been allowed to see single frames of a very scary movie.
