Six weeks.

It's been six weeks since we said goodbye. Six weeks since my world changed. Six weeks since I lost part of myself.

I'm in the waiting room at Outpatients for my six week post D&C check up. Don't quite know what to expect. Wish DH were here with me. He's not, he's working.

I walked in through the hospital, deliberately choosing a different entrance to the one I used six weeks ago. But I still had to walk past the door to day surgery. I thought I was going ok. I almost cried just seeing that door.

I kept my eyes averted and didn't look at the emergency waiting area. But I know it's there.

And now I sit. And wait. In a black suit, just like that day, six weeks ago.

Off I go.

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:hug: Hun.


Sent from my iPhone, more than likely while I should be doing something else!

Oh babe :hug:

Oh op. Big warm hugs. Xxx

:hug: thinking of you sweetie.

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:comfort: Go gently, I hope everything is as it should be.

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Thoughts are with you always OP. Big :hug:

Hugs, Hope everything went ok today. Thinking of you.

:hug: We are all there with you hun :hug:

:hug: thinking of you OP :hug:

thinking of you

As always my love- I am here for you.
Great big squishy :hug:

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Mine was a very similar morning this morning.

Thinking of you
xxxx