Trying to understand what was being said over the phone, my stomach dropped.
‘Megan’s tried to kill herself,’ her boyfriend at the time screamed.
Oh, Megan…
Numb and in shock, I had one thought – is she still alive?
With police officers calling me moments later, they instructed me to make my way to St John’s Hospital, Livingston, the same hospital where Megan was born, as quickly as possible.
Calling a taxi, without a second thought, I sat in the back of the car.
She’s dead, she’s dead, she’s dead, I repeated.
And arriving at the hospital, 40 minutes later, I hurried into the emergency waiting room.
Being taken into a side room, I knew what was coming.
‘Megan had suffered from three cardiac arrests, we will need to take…
