Yesterday was such a very hard day for me and my family.
Yesterday was the day that our precious Little Wing had to leave us.
I went to the hospital with rather frequent bleeding. After waiting for close to 3 hours, I started to get some pain and I started getting very impatient. I asked when I was going to be seen to, and I was told that there were other people who were more of a priority than I was... they were people who had arrived after I had.
I ended up crying and leaving, disgusted that they wouldn't see me. I refused to sit there and miscarry in the waiting room.
We got into the car, and when I arrived home, I started to miscarry.
I had an ultrasound done today where the sonographer informed us that there is nothing to be seen in my uterus, but that he could see a lot of blood in my uterus which could indicate that I have miscarried. I didn't need an ultrasound to tell me that.
I am doing ok. I guess this wasn't unexpected, but it by no means makes it easy to cope with. I was just starting to get my head around the fact that I was going to have 2 babies under 2... I was looking forward to the chaos and and love involved in being a family of 6.
I feel better knowing that Noah and Little Wing will be playmates in heaven.




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I have been following your story in the other thread here and hoping everything would be OK for you.



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