roadrunner
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I am so glad I found you, but I am sorry for the circumstances. I wrote a post yesterday but since it took me all day long to get it done on my phone in between cases, I had been logged out and lost it. So I am trying again today.
For so long I have wanted to be able to talk about this without the awkwardness that comes from talking with people who actually know me.
My journey with loss began in October 2000. Since that time we have had several more losses with a couple of joys mixed in. One of those joys was born at 29 weeks after a very complicated pregnancy. I am happy to say that he has done very well although we do still struggle with some lasting effects of his traumatic beginnings. We also were able to have another baby who is almost two-years-old. We are so very thankful and we do not take our living children for granted...not for one minute.
Most recently we lost a baby last April and another last September. With each loss I think my grief has morphed into something different than it was at first. I still keep track of dates and I still wonder what might have been. I still cry sometimes. Mostly there is this gnawing that never goes away. It is as if I am hungry for something and I just cannot be satisfied. Lately though I find myself very hurt and frustrated by people who just do not understand.
I am one year away from being an OBGYN. It seems like the medical community is fond of trying to sterilize raw emotion by wrapping it in medical jargon and statistics. Patients do not like it we when do that to them, and I don't like it to be done to me either. I do not feel like I can talk with any of my colleages and be allowed to grieve. It is as if the expectation is there that I will censor myself with all of the medical rhetoric. The truth is that I am having a difficult time wrapping my head around all that I feel concerning my own pregnancies and fertility and losses.
On the other hand many times when I am reading about miscarriage, there is often a lot of hostility directed toward the doctors, often understandably so. But I fear that I am viewed as a part of the "enemy" camp. I guess I feel there is no where to turn...
Anyway, I will end here...doesn't seem like a great introduction....
Thank you for listening.
For so long I have wanted to be able to talk about this without the awkwardness that comes from talking with people who actually know me.
My journey with loss began in October 2000. Since that time we have had several more losses with a couple of joys mixed in. One of those joys was born at 29 weeks after a very complicated pregnancy. I am happy to say that he has done very well although we do still struggle with some lasting effects of his traumatic beginnings. We also were able to have another baby who is almost two-years-old. We are so very thankful and we do not take our living children for granted...not for one minute.
Most recently we lost a baby last April and another last September. With each loss I think my grief has morphed into something different than it was at first. I still keep track of dates and I still wonder what might have been. I still cry sometimes. Mostly there is this gnawing that never goes away. It is as if I am hungry for something and I just cannot be satisfied. Lately though I find myself very hurt and frustrated by people who just do not understand.
I am one year away from being an OBGYN. It seems like the medical community is fond of trying to sterilize raw emotion by wrapping it in medical jargon and statistics. Patients do not like it we when do that to them, and I don't like it to be done to me either. I do not feel like I can talk with any of my colleages and be allowed to grieve. It is as if the expectation is there that I will censor myself with all of the medical rhetoric. The truth is that I am having a difficult time wrapping my head around all that I feel concerning my own pregnancies and fertility and losses.
On the other hand many times when I am reading about miscarriage, there is often a lot of hostility directed toward the doctors, often understandably so. But I fear that I am viewed as a part of the "enemy" camp. I guess I feel there is no where to turn...
Anyway, I will end here...doesn't seem like a great introduction....
Thank you for listening.