By the end of the documentary, I had goosebumps running up and down my arms. Learning about the Lewis Blackman case and watching the story unfold on screen affected me in an unexpected way. I was obviously devastated for the tragedy Lewis’ mother, Helen, had to endure, but I was also trying to quiet a deep anger within me as well. It wasn’t directed towards any of the medical providers involved in the case, but more towards my surprise at the failure of the system. Although it was really hard to watch Helen describe her pain, I now have a refreshed outlook on how I want to impact the field in my own future. I would hope no one ever has to endure what Helen and her family did that fateful day.
