I couldn’t get to sleep and instead drove in to the hospital, the streets deserted apart from a single fox confidently trotting across the road in front of the hospital, summer rain falling. The empty hospital corridors were ringing with the family’s cries, including the three-year-old grand-daughter’s. So I gathered them all together and sat in a chair facing them and explained things and told them how sorry I was. The patient’s wife was on her knees in front of me, clasping her hands, begging me to save her husband.
