The Antidote and the Secret

I watched my mentor inject the wrong medication into my patient's IV. The room spun.

She was the nurse who trained me, who I trusted completely, who saved my career last month when

I made a mistake. Now her hands were shaking. The monitor beeped faster.

I had seconds to decide. Report her and destroy everything she built, or stay silent and

become complicit. I grabbed the antidote without thinking. She looked at me with tears streaming

down her face and whispered thank you. Later I found out she wasn't making

a mistake at all. She was trying to end her own daughter's suffering.