Monday morning I woke up 16 weeks pregnant. Monday night I went to bed empty...both physically and emotionally. I was fine until they made Chris go to the waiting room and a nurse wheeled me through a maze of hallways to the operating room. I started quietly crying. When my doctor saw me she came over and got up on the operating table with me and literally hugged me and held my hand telling me everything was going to be ok until the anesthesia kicked in and I fell asleep. When I look back on this whole ordeal that is the image I have and I will forever be grateful it is an image of compassion & love instead of fear & loss.
Thank you to everyone for thinking of us and checking in the past few days. It means more than you will ever know.
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