A story of loss shared with me that I was given permission to share with you. Thanks for sharing your stories with me and for those that let me share with others that need your strength. Together, we can help each other through the journey to healing…
I lost my little girl Feb,4th 1998 she would have been 15 this year. I went in for my 6th month check up and was told I need to see another dr and his name was oshero. I paused and said ok what’s going on. My dr told me I need to have another alter sound just to make sure. So two weeks passed I went to my appointment. while I was there right in the middle of my alter sound the new dr looks at me and said I will be right back. He came in with a needle about a foot long and said he needed to take fluid from the placenta. I remember the sad feeling that came over me. when we where done he told me to please go set in this waiting room and he would be with me in just a few minutes. When he came in he asked me all kind of questions. At the end of talking to him he told me to come back he has to induce my labor that Bethany was sick and there was know way she was going to make it. So the two weeks went by I went to the hospital and Checked in. Everything ways scary never knew what was going to happen next. But after 10 long hours I gave birth to her. They handed her to me for about 10-20 mins.. then took her. I was in shock. I remember not long after they took her from me my dr came in and asked me if I would donate her to science I got angry and freaked out on him. Not to long after that a lady walked in and told me she was going to help me bury her. I felt comfort talking with her and now she is in the baby land in Ogden Lindquist cemetery. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to face.
