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In those numerous pages, I found various ailments that Jack hadn't even mentioned to me, perhaps because he knew I would worry excessively.

He knew me well enough to anticipate that I wouldn't overlook the physical problems he had after the accident.

Moderate traumatic brain injury, cardiac trauma, contusions, fractures, and some minor issues with his internal organs that had been too serious at the time for him to still be alive.

In short, agreeing to surgery was complete madness. First, because the medications administered before the operation would leave him even weaker than he already was for a few days.

Second, he was entirely sure that the anesthesia could return him to a coma, from which he had no idea when he would wake, and afterward, he would be almost defenseless in his system for weeks, and I wasn't sure if his body could handle it for very long.

I couldn't even bet on whether his platelets and blood cells could regenerate normally again, so the chances of risking his own