Everything about this week has been the exact opposite as I expected it to be. My husband has been out of town since right after we got the devastating news about the baby. I went to my ob on Tuesday and they got me scheduled for a d&c on Friday. I spent most of mid-week grieving and coming to terms with what was happening to us and preparing myself for not having the baby inside me anymore. Thursday afternoon I was unpacking some flowers FedEx dropped off when I started feeling off. I went to the bathroom and had started bleeding. My husband was on his was home and my ob advised we go to the ER worried that I may start hemmoraging. By the time I got to the ER I was bleeding pretty bad so we ended up doing the surgery late last night instead of today like we planned.
I've known about this baby for a little over two months but I've been praying for him or her for years. To have it all go away like it did seems so cruel. I don't know at this point if we have the strength to do this again, I can't even think about it right now because what I want more than anything isn't another child, its this one.
My prayers are with you.
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