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My unconscious daughter was being ventilated after a major injury, and the surgeon refused to admit her to intensive care. My daughter’s husband was the chief persuader to give her a chance to live—to admit her to intensive care, to give her a chance and to respect the choice of those who knew her best. During the conversation that followed, the surgeon was in tears about the situation, and I, the mother of his new patient, was his comforter. He thought that my daughter’s life would not be worth living and that she would be so disabled that she would soon ask for her life support to be turned off too. He admitted her.