A few days later they needed to perform another procedure.
Jobs insisted against all advice they not pump out his stomach, and when they sedated him,
he aspirated some of the contents into his lungs and developed pneumonia.
At that point they thought he might die.
As he described it later: I almost died because in this routine procedure they blew it.
Laurene was there and they flew my children in, because they did not think I would make it through the night.
Reed was looking at colleges with one of Laurene's brothers.
We had a private plane pick him up near Dartmouth and tell them what was going on.
A plane also picked up the girls. They thought it might be the last chance they had to see me conscious. But I made it.
Powell took charge of overseeing the treatment, staying in the hospital room all day and watching each of the monitors vigilantly.
"Laurene was a beautiful tiger protecting him," recalled Jony Ive, who came as soon as Jobs could receive visitors.
Her mother and three brothers came down at various times to keep her company.
Jobs's sister Mona Simpson also hovered protectively.
She and George Riley were the only people Jobs would allow to fill in for Powell at his bedside.
"Laurene's family helped us take care of the kids -- her mom and brothers were great," Jobs later said.
"I was very fragile and not cooperative. But an experience like that binds you together in a deep way."