Before I leave for the hospital, I just want to share some of the things that are going through my head.
- It’ll be nice to get rid of this stuffing. Every time I sit up or sit down, it feels like I’m sitting on a rock
- I’ve now suffered the dreaded triad of reproduction: Infertility, Stillbirth and now Miscarriage. One is bad enough, two is nearly unbearable…but three? Come on! Give me a friggin’ break already!
- Why do all of my pregnancies have to end in general anesthesia?
- I wish all the medical websites I’ve been to in the last day or two wouldn’t call it an “abortion”. It makes it sound like I had a choice in the matter. I know its the “medical” term but they need to find a new one. Maybe “fetal evacuation”. Makes it sound more like there was a fire or something and I didn’t control it. Which is what it feels like.
- God, I hope everything goes okay.
- I have some of the best internet friends a girl could possibly want in a time like this. How lucky am I, in that regard?
See ya on the flip side…





















