How did the midwives feel while helping me give birth to Ianto? Were they as devastated as Dr Chris and this dog's owner? Or did they feel nothing, distancing themselves from the poor girl in room 19? Did they draw straws to see who would have to tend to me, or were they falling over themselves to be allowed to do so? Did they wish I wasn't there? Did they wish they could stay longer to help me?
What about the doctor who was meant to take him away? Was he overcome with guilt when he was told that he'd fucked up and put the wrong name on the paperwork? Did he care at all as he looked into a grieving mother's eyes and try to convince her to agree to an autopsy? Did he treat my little boy with the respect he deserved?
Which brings me to another thought. How did they transport Ianto's body to pathology? Did they carry him? Did they wheel his little plastic cot thingie down the hallway? If they did, did they cover him up, or did they wheel him down uncovered? Did they put him in a little body bag of some sort, maybe? I'd like to think he was carried, but it's doubtful. They hardly wanted me being seen around the hospital, they wouldn't have shown my little boy's face.