A Life that All of a Sudden, Became Stalled

Doctors’ advices aren’t always 100% correct, just so you know, translated…

Compared to most others, before my life got “stalled”, I can only describe it as “smooth-sailing”.

Being born in a family of teachers, I’d had everything provided for me, my family got along real well, I’d had success in school, after I’d graduated, I’d found a job immediately, followed by getting married, having kids, and, after I’d finished my maternity leave, I was able to find a company closer to home too, not only was I able to save up on the time to commute, I was also able to look after my family better.  Up to now, everything went according to my wishes; at least, it was that way, until two years ago.

Two years ago, I’d had my second child.  What’s weird was, during my pregnancy, I bled nonstop, I’d had to take a leave of absence from work, to take care of my conditions.  That day, it was time, for my prenatal examinations, I thought, I was five months in already, everything should be stable; before I’d entered into the examination room, my mood was very happy and light.  But, as the doctor examined the ultrasound, and he’d stopped, as he was watching the monitors, and told me, with that seriousness, that there’s something wrong with the baby’s heart.

Because it was too rare, the doctors didn’t want to make any judgment calls, he’d written me a transfer notice, to a teaching hospital, and, the teaching hospital had scheduled the more advanced kinds of ultrasound, that bitterness from back then, I’d still recalled it very clearly.

After a thorough examination by the doctor, he’d told us, that my child has hypoplastic left heart syndrome, that the prognosis isn’t good at all, that inducing labor would be the best option.  And so, we were forced, to give up on this baby of ours.  After I gave birth, I’d still gone on the month long recovery, it’s just, that I didn’t have my child beside me; I’d worked hard, to get my body up to shape again, and, I’d made a complete recovery, and the diagnosis from the hospital came out too.  The doctor told us, that the fetus had normal genes, and it was a matter of chance that the baby would get diagnosed with a heart condition, this, was good news to us, because it meant, that I didn’t need to worry the next time I got pregnant.

Six months ago, I got pregnant again, this time, the pregnancy was smooth, the discomfort from my last pregnancy isn’t there.  Quickly enough, the fetus is five months, and, I’d gone in, for the routine checks again, and, this time, that same nightmare happened, that one-in-a-million chance came to me again, and, my fetus was once, given the DEATH sentence because of the hypoplastic left heart syndrome.

Once, it was luck, what if it’d happened twice?  Do I have the courage to deal with it again?  I’d carried the courage that my eldest child had given me, and, facing the series of examinations, on this first trial of my life, I’d chosen, to DEAL with it.

And so, this second time around, you’d learned, to NOT act so hastily, because your last pregnancy turned out to be healthy, but you’d aborted it because the doctor told you that there may be a chance that the baby won’t be healthy, and this second time around, you’d chosen, to carry through full-term, because you don’t want to make the same mistakes again.