So the whole miscarriage process started on May 10th.... Mother's Day to be exact. How ironic right? The whole process has been manageable. Until today, when I wake up at 2 a.m. to go to the bathroom and notice that bleeding is VERY VERY bad. I have never seen so much blood in my life.
John was away at work and I was by myself. Being freaked out by all the blood I quickly call my mom to find out if this was normal and if I should go to the ER. Since I was alone, I was scared that I could pass out because I was losing so much blood. I decided to try to stick it out without going to the ER.
Trying to stick it out for an hour I quickly call John, who is at work and is sleeping because it is 3 a.m. in the morning to see if he was able to leave work to help me. He comes home a couple hours later and is by my side.
I really did not want him to see me this way and see everything that was going on because I wanted him to still be attracted to me and not see this me when he looks at me. But of course I couldn't stop him. He truly deserves to get the husband of the year award. He stayed in the bathroom with me since I was stuck in the tub and kept me company.
After being stuck in the tub for almost 8 hours the worst part of the process was finally ending. Without needing to ask he went to the store to get me some feminine products and lunch. He has been there the whole day to help and support me. I don't know how I got so lucky to have a great husband like him.
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