Distressing content I'm not even sure what I am trying to get out of
this, but I've been really struggling. Back in 2016 I found out I was
about 6 weeks pregnant. I was on a medication at the time, that meant,
IF my child even survived he or she woul...
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Distressing content I'm not even sure what I am trying to get out of
this, but I've been really struggling. Back in 2016 I found out I was
about 6 weeks pregnant. I was on a medication at the time, that meant,
IF my child even survived he or she would most likely have severe
disability and physical deformations. We were advised to terminate. The
day before my appointment I miscarried in the shower, at home,
completely alone. The pain was unbearable, both mental and physical.
This was pretty much hidden from everyone except my partner and mother,
because mum thought it would be to hard for people to know. About 1
month later my partner had to unexpectedly fly over to another state to
be with his mum, who was diagnosed with lung cancer and only given weeks
to live. About a week after he fly over, I got a call to say get here
now. At short notice I left work and got on a plane. I spent 1 day
there. The next night, while we were at hospital and I was watching my
partners nephew, while they had some family conversations. His nephew
had an asthma attack and had to be taken to the hospital about 10
minutes away, but my partners, sister in law. My partners childhood
friends also travelled over to say there goodbyes and we were staying at
his brothers house. I was asked to stay with there mum that night (As
she didn't want to be alone) Most of the night she just slept, her last
son left the hospital at 7pm. I sat next to her all night and about an
hour later I grabbed a pack of biscuits that was out. The rustling made
her wake up and she started coughing and choking. I instantly hit the
big emergency button and nurses came rushing in. I stayed there the
whole time with her as she passed. Afterwards the nurses told me to go
and get cleaned up before her family arrived. And for some reason once
they all left the room, I rang her sons to let them know. I layed there
next to her for about half an hour, (family was at least an hour away)
before a nurse came in to start cleaning her up before her family got
there. They covered her body upto her shoulders, so her family couldnt
see the mess that had happened during her death. I am still struggling
to deal with what I seen and the fact that I couldnt do anything to help
her. Ive tried getting family and friend support, but they dont want to
hear it, and obviously I cant talk to my partner or his family about it