I had my DC surgery yesterday to remove the fetus. It was an emotional scene before I was wheeled to the Op room.<\/p>\n
We met my surgeon (also my OBGYN) at the Pre-Op unit to go through a few Qs before the procedure. My husband wanted to get a final confirmation from my doctor if the ‘baby’ is really showing no sign of life. Some might call\u00a0it the ‘stage of denial’ but for a split sec (or mins), I too hope that may be there were 2 babies there that one has been hiding without being noticed. I even hoped that someone would rush into my room saying it has all been a mistake and the surgery is needed to be cancelled….<\/p>\n
Yet, we have to accept the reality that our baby\u00a0has gone long\u00a0before we know it.<\/p>\n
My husband kissed my belly and said goodbye to our child. It was heartbreaking.<\/p>\n
I saw the word “abortion” on the medical chart as the official procedure name. Although I understand it is just the sake of a medical term, my tears started running as it isn’t an intended termination that I wish to perform on my body. Everything was perfect. Timing was perfect. I could have delivered this baby soon after my graduation. We could celebrate Thanksgiving and Christmas with this little pea. I praised God for such fantastic schedule.<\/p>\n
Now, it becomes the schedule for our recovery.<\/p>\n
I cried my way to the Operation Room. The anesthesiologist pad my shoulder as he seemed to understand what’s going on…I took a final look at the room to remember it is my last day and location where I have to farewell my child.<\/p>\n
I woke up at exactly 11:45am in the Post-op room. The immediate feeling was relief. I knew not only I made it through the surgery, but I also left behind my past in the other room. I am officially entering into a new stage of grieving.<\/p>\n
My uterus is now an empty castle.<\/p>\n
At least my husband and I experienced of being parents for the past 10 weeks…<\/p>\n
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