The Night My Husband’s Phone Rule Saved More Than One Life
We had a strict no-phones-at-dinner rule—until my husband’s kept buzzing and he finally looked. His face went white. “Mom.” In a blur he called an ambulance and tore out the door. She was conscious at the hospital, but the scans found something else: a small lump near her collarbone—early-stage lymphoma Renata had brushed…