I read a post today, linked from my sister's facebook, from someone I don't know.... but it doesn't matter. I know her really. She could be me or my sister, or my other sister, or.....
The post, written by Nancy Smith ( http://nancysmithonline.wordpress.com/2010/10/14/is-this-your-first/ ) about how our society so ineffectively deals with miscarriage.
So I sat and read her post and tears fell, you see, just a few days ago as I was sitting in the after hours clinic with Kylie who was quite sick, I had to do fill out new patient paperwork. Simple enough. Right.
Except for the question that asks how many pregnancies I had had, and how many living children I had and where did Kylie fit in that order.
So I sat there in that office and made the decision.
I left it blank.
Did it matter to the after-hours doctor who had never met us before and would probably never see us again that Kylie is my third child but that I have lost at least three more?
No, it would just be uncomfortable and a piece of conversation that I really didn't want to have.
So I left it blank.
And that hurts.
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