My dream is, again, short lived. Another miscarriage.
I can’t find the words to express how devastated I am. “Not again, not again!!” I keep repeating it hoping that if I say it enough time will reverse and allow me a do over.
It just doesn’t seem fair that lightening should strike twice. I worked so hard to stay optimistic from the miscarriage last year. I had hope that it was a freak occurrance, not to be repeated.
I’ve been reduced to a statistic. Again.
I don’t even have the heart to call my OB. For what? So they can tell me to come in for more bloodwork in two weeks to confirm I am a reject????
I really just can’t do this anymore.