We often argue about when life begins, but what about when it ends? What actually is death? The answer is a bit more complicated than you might initially think.
Two moments will stick with me as long as I live. When I first put someone on ECMO & when I peered into the empty thorax of a (soon to be) heart-lung transplant recipient. Both made me ask myself if the line between life & death is as binary as it seems.
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