I Was Critically Ill and Begged My Husband to Come Home – He Kept Texting ‘Almost There,’ but Then His Coworker Told Me the Truth
I never thought I’d end up like this—burning with fever, too weak to stand, my body trembling as if it didn’t belong to me anymore. My limbs felt heavy, my head pounded, and even the smallest movement sent waves of nausea through me. On the floor beside my bed, my one-year-old daughter, Lily, sat playing with her stuffed rabbit, occasionally looking up at me with wide, innocent eyes. She giggled, babbling softly to herself, unaware that something was terribly wrong. I swallowed painfully and reached for my phone with trembling