I did my digital cleanse a week earlier, a sudden decision I made during a hospital stay with my two-year-old son. He’d been taken in by ambulance, as he was finding it hard to breathe – he was diagnosed with a respiratory virus, RSV – and I spent the next three days on a busy children’s ward, holding an oxygen mask to his face, as he wouldn’t let me put the strap around his head.One night, when he drifted off to sleep on my lap, I reflexively reached for my phone and flicked through Instagram for that usual dopamine hit.
Then I thought, ‘What am I doing?’ and put my phone away.Over the next two days, I observed the work the doctors were doing to keep my son alive.
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