McKinsey Point: That Day My Friend Saved My Life

A very old friend got in touch with me. One of my favourite people in the world. I remembered the day he saved me. A fun essay I wrote about that day. Published in Animal Literary Magazine

Of all my dive stories, however, his favorite is the one where Karl saved my life or at least saved me from the possibility of anaphylactic shock, which would cause my airways to constrict until my body suffocated itself. It’s possible I wouldn’t have reacted that way to the venom, but thanks to Karl, I didn’t have to find out, especially since there was no hospital on the Honduran island we lived, only a clinic with the most basic of supplies.

McKinsey Point