It’s every parent’s worst nightmare: your child is in the hospital, and instead of being by their side, you’re shut out – literally and emotionally.
That’s what happened to me the day my eight-year-old daughter, Emma, collapsed at school. I wasn’t just kept out of her hospital room. I was pushed out of my own role as her mother by the people who were supposed to have my back – my own family.
This is the story of how I found out what happened behind those doors, how my sister signed off on treatment without me, and how I took my position as Emma’s mother back – legally, emotionally, and practically.
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