You sat by your son’s hospital bed. The only sound in the room was your husband, Simon’s snoring and the ticking clock in the corner.

Until.. ‘beeeep’.. You look up in distress and the room fills with doctors and nurses all around, crowding by your son’s bed. After a while you hear the sound of them unplugging the machine next to your son.

“Sir, ma’am. I’m afraid to tell you that your son passed away in his sleep.”

The doctor spoke to you and Simon as he now stood beside you.