My daughter Katie was born in October 1990. Her birth went smoothly and all was well for her first few hours of her life. Later that night, an announcement went out on the loud speaker: "Code Pink to Green West." It didn't mean much to me and I was too groggy to really notice the sound of running in the hall outside my room. A little while later, a doctor came to my room and told me that my daughter had "coded" and had to be resuscitated. She was breathing again but they had taken her to the...