We tried to have a child. Just one. We knew that would be all we could handle.
2 misscarriages later I sitting in a doctors office wondering what's wrong with me. It turned out I had a 12 lb. ovarian cyst that had invaded my instestins so it could not be picked up in ultrasound. The docs removed my cyst, a whole ovary, a half ovary, and a fallopian tube. They said no to get my hopes up.
Six months later I was pregnant. At 25 weeks something went wrong. Cassie wieghed one pound 2 ounces. She died before they could get her out of me.
Again, don't get your hopes up. One year later I was pregnant again. Miranda weighed 2 bls. 4 ounces. She came out screaming. That's unheard of for a 29 weeker. She breathed on her own from the begining. She spent three months in the hospital. One month after her birth I had her moved to a hospital closer to home because my grandmother was in it. I toof care of both of them at the same time. My hubby took care of me.
This was when I got the brilliant idea do go back to school for a medical degree and to finish my JD. Med school and law school at the same time.
I tell people its because I don't want to chase the ambulance.
WOW!
How incredibly painful for you, and yet Miranda is just so much more special now..
You have a great husband too..
I am impressed. YOu must be quite the acheiver!
Thanks for sharing that.....
Thanks so much...