“What’s happening?” she asked, already guiding me toward a treatment room.
“I—I don’t know,” I stammered. “He won’t stop crying, and when I checked him—there’s something wrong. Something… not right.”
Within seconds, more staff appeared. They gently took him from my arms and placed him on the examination table. His cries echoed in the small room as a pediatrician was called in.
“Tell me exactly what you saw,” the doctor said calmly, but quickly.
My voice trembled.
“There’s swelling… and redness… around his lower abdomen. It looked painful. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
The doctor’s expression sharpened.
He nodded once and immediately began examining the baby more closely.
“Let’s get an ultrasound ready,” he said to the nurse. “Now.”
The room shifted into urgency.
