The Shattering of Innocence
I remember getting a positive pregnancy test.
I remember my hands shaking (shaking from excitement and anxiety) when I found out.
I remember telling George, I remember him exclaiming "My boys can swim!"
I remember my Mom crying with happiness when I told her.
I remember my Dad saying "So my little girl is going to be a Mom!"
I remember getting my ultrasound at 7+ weeks.
I remember the look on the technician's face and though she couldn't tell me, I knew...
I remember crying.
I remember the doctor saying things like: "I'm sorry." "Your pregnancy isn't viable. " "It was nothing you did..."
I remember crying.
I remember checking into the hospital for the D&C.
I remember being uncertain how to answer the "Are you pregnant?" question.
I remember the hospital form's signature line for disposal of the "remains" stated "Mother's signature."
I remember crying.
I remember the pain.
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