Shattered Hands, Saved Life

The day I was promoted to chief surgeon, I picked up a forty-five-pound dumbbell and shattered my own right hand.

The injury cost me the only evaluation surgery I had waited five years for.

Everyone pitied me for throwing away a brilliant career. Meanwhile, I downed two entire bottles of vintage bourbon in pure relief.

In my previous life, I stood in the operating room for ten agonizing hours to pull a patient back from the brink of death.

That very patient was my wife's untouchable first lo