Dad shouted and shoved at the nurses attempting to get him to lie down in the hospital bed. I could hear him shouting from the first floor of the hospital when Levi and I arrived.

They wanted to start the operation within two hours of the break and they were attempting to get him ready to go back into surgery.

“Dad,” I said, slicing through his hysteria. “What are you doing?”

His furrowed brow made him look mean and he had a snarl on his face. “I don’t want ...