Had a review with the doctor on Friday. Gynae told me that the baby weighed 560grams. I kept telling myself not to cry but I still did. Tears just flowed out of my eyes when he started mentioning about what happened that day. Mine was classified as a mid-trimester miscarriage.
The gynae told me that with the infection, the baby couldn't have survived instead he said because of the premature delivery, I was in a way saved. If the dead fetus had turned into pus, I would be in danger and it would have caused my life.
Did my baby girl actually saved my life? Did she sacrified herself to save mummy? I was overwhelmed. I did not know what to think.
I am still thinking of my little girl every single day.
I can't bear the thought of celebrating mother's day or father's day....we are supposed to be mother and father -to-be....
I really don't know.....
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