The Phone Call
On Tuesday, March 18th I received a call from my brother Robert’s wife, Andrea, letting me know that Robert was rushed to a hospital in Santa Domingo, DR on Monday and that he was in an induced coma. I knew my brother needed me there, so I booked the earliest flight out on Wednesday at 5am. When I got to Santa Domingo at 10pm, it was too late for me see Robert in the hospital. Andrea and Sam, Robert’s best friends, explained that they had gone to dinner Sunday night and were awakened at 5am Monday morning by Robert who was in crucial pain. They immediately rushed to the hospital. The doctors said they needed to operate on him right away, and although he was awake for brief moments after surgery, they put him in an induced coma at some point the next day.