The part I keep remembering

From where I was standing, I could see the boy's uncovered body. Still alive, if only artificially so. There were several nurses working in the room and they were strangely all the same height. The doctor was taller and she changed her clinical expression to a sad expression for just a second as she walked by me. I could see the feet and lower legs of the boy's father below the edge of the blue privacy curtain. His boots were facing the boy and they were awfully still.