The rage, when it came, was unexpected in its intensity. It was a firestorm, consuming her thoughts and fueling an obsessive need for answers. She found herself questioning everything—the competence of the staff, the efficacy of the treatments, and even the very system trusted to heal. It felt personal, a betrayal of the worst kind, and it left her teetering on the brink of an emotional abyss.

But was her anger justified? Was it easier to place the blame on faceless entities rather than confront the terrifying reality that sometimes, life was simply unpredictable? The line between negligence and the chaotic nature of medicine was thin, blurred by emotion and circumstance. And in that uncertainty, Sarah’s rage found fertile ground.