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Old dog, meet new trick

February 3, 2017

Miscarriage is not for wimps.

I thought that I was a wimp, but then I taught four 75-minute classes yesterday, came home, cooked dinner, played with Dot, & only cried for about 5 minutes in the bathroom. This morning, I led a work meeting and cancelled my ultrasound appointment.

I’m sure that women have been doing this since the dawn of time, but it’s new to me.

I would have rather learned that I could do something else, like tie a maraschino cherry stem into a knot with my tongue, or sing contralto, something that would have been impressive and fun and wouldn’t have involved character building.

 

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One comment

  1. I’m so sorry that you are going through this. And following the hard-trodden path of women throughout history: doing it silently and mostly behind the scenes. Sending love and light to you, and the reminder that you’re not alone.



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