Ninety minutes later, the nurse came for me and walked me down to his room. I could see through the glass window that Martin was hooked up to several machines. There was a big patch over his nose and an incision where they’d done a kind of liposuction to make the “fat pad” skin graft that plugged the hole in his nose. As I rounded the corner to his room, his eyes were open. When I walked in, they lit up as soon as he saw me. It was such a relief to see that he recognized me after the doctor’s warning
