My heart is broken💔: As friends & family know, my wife was pregnant with our 2nd child, & about to begin her 2nd trimester. A few days ago she had severe pains, & bleeding, and had to go to the emergency room. There, it was discovered that our baby no longer had a heartbeat. Devastated doesn't come close to what that feels like.
Unfortunately for people like us, because of the current laws in the state of Texas, that was only the beginning of this nightmare. Jess (my wife) had an "incomplete miscarriage", and what needed to happen, what was best for HER, and her health, was to terminate the pregnancy, and get the baby out.
The doctor gave her a medication that would move this process along, and sent her home. Where, apparently we would be handling it ourselves. We were told it might take a couple of attempts before it worked.
I'll let you decide how you feel about that.
After a long, painful night of the equivalent of early labor, the baby was still with her. So, we went back to the Emergency Center to get the 2nd dose. A new doctor was on call. He was an older man. You could hear him in the hallway as he said, "I'm not giving her a pill so she can go home and have an ab*rtion!". Being well aware that our baby no longer had a heartbeat. Then, he came into the room to say, and I quote: "Considering the current stance. I'm not going to prescribe you this pill". Then, just sent us on our way.
The "CURRENT STANCE"?! Did he really just say that?!
No one should ever have to hear their wife say: "Get this dead baby out of me!".
Can you even imagine how that must feel?
The pain, and the bleeding continued. So, we decided to go to another hospital, about an hour away. There was a female doctor on call there, and we thought we might have better luck.
I should probably mention, the procedure to get the baby out is called a D & C. It's scary, & traumatizing, but sometimes necessary in situations like ours. Especially in emergency circumstances.
So we get to the next hospital. They take Jess in, ask her a bunch of questions, do a new scan... confirm that the baby is still there, with no heartbeat, and then disappear... for hours. Only to come back in and keep asking the same questions over and over. It's becoming clear that they're primary concern is NOT my wife's health. Instead, they seem to be worried about the legalities involved.
So, they decide it is not "enough of an emergency" to perform the D & C.
They do, however, prescribe another, stronger, final dose of the medication for us to try again... at home.
So, we go home to try again. Another long day/night of early labor pains. Only to discover my wife UNCONSCIOUS in the bathroom. Having to pick my wife's cold, limp body off of that bathroom floor, not sure if I was about to lose her, is something I will NEVER forget.
She had to be rushed to the hospital.
By this point she had lost so much blood, and bodily fluid, her body gave out.
They were able to stabilize her, give her the fluids she needed, and we came back home yesterday afternoon. We were also able to confirm that our baby was no longer with her.
Now, not only do we have to live with the loss of our baby... we have to live with the nightmare of what we just experienced because of political and religious beliefs. MY WIFE'S HEALTH SHOULD HAVE COME FIRST. PERIOD!
God knows what mental and emotional damage this has done.
If you consider yourself a staunch "pro-lifer" ... 1) You've never been through what we just went through, and 2) You should take a long, hard look in the mirror and reevaluate your reasons for supporting such a cold, barbaric, ignorant point of view.
It's not that black & white, and it's never going to be.
If you think your "Pray To End Ab*rtion" sign in your yard is "Christian", I suggest you revisit the teachings of Jesus and try again. If you support these laws that make ab*rtion illegal, and result in people being put through what we just were, you should be ashamed of yourself. I've never been so angry, or heartbroken... and the devastation I'm feeling must pale in comparison to what my poor wife is feeling.
If your car is sinking, you have 30-60 secs.
1. seatbelt off
2. window open
3. oldest child out first, younger after
4. escape thru window
DON'T:
1. call 999 (no time)
2. break glass if avoidable (may be shatterproof)
3. try opening door (near impossible)
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A cop pulled me over after he saw me signing to my kid at the gas station, and he was confused why a deaf person was driving! He even called for back up though I had a valid driver’s license and insurance that clearly prove I am a licensed driver. He refused to write on paper to communicate, and refused to read my written note. He just kept yelling at me, as if that would help me understand him somehow. Thank goodness the backup cop had common sense, and I didn’t get shot during the ordeal for “noncompliance.”
I give up! People are just too fucking stupid!!!
IT IS HARDER TO BUY SUDAFED THAN AN AR-15 IN MAINE
IT IS HARDER TO BUY SUDAFED THAN AN AR-15 IN MAINE
IT IS HARDER TO BUY SUDAFED THAN AN AR-15 IN MAINE
IT IS HARDER TO BUY SUDAFED THAN AN AR-15 IN MAINE
IT IS HARDER TO BUY SUDAFED THAN AN AR-15 IN MAINE
As a parent I’m not worried that my 9 and 13 year olds are going to be “indoctrinated” with “wokeness” at school.
I’m not worried that they’re going to ‘feel guilty about their whiteness’ because they’re learning accurate history.
I’m not worried that they’re going to be “groomed” to become furries and to make their pees pees in litter boxes.
Those things aren’t real.
Wanna know what is real?
My worry that they’re going to get shot. That someone with an AR-15 is going to go into their school and shoot them.
So, while the same gun fetishizing, AR-15 lapel pin wearing, locked and loaded family Christmas card posing Republicans fear monger & manufacture crises under the guise of “parents rights”, I say this:
It is my right as a parent to send my kids to school without worrying that they will get shot.
It ain’t the drag queens, the African American history, the books with two moms or two seahorse dads which threaten our kids.
It’s the fucking guns.
I refuse to accept this.
I refuse to accept that I can’t take my kids to an outlet mall without risking them getting shot.
I refuse to accept that by taking them to a parade, to a movie, to the grocery store or to the post office that I am risking them getting shot.
I refuse to accept that by dropping them off at school in the morning, that I am risking them getting shot.
I refuse to accept this as my reality.
I will never accept this as my reality.
And anyone who tells me that I have to accept this as my reality can fuck off.
This month in the US, people were shot for ringing the wrong doorbell, getting into the wrong car, using a leaf blower, delivering food to the wrong address, driving into the wrong driveway, and for asking a neighbor to stop shooting so a baby could sleep.
It’s the fucking guns.
how fucked up is this: some Texas dipshit was firing his AR-15 into the air and his neighbors asked him to please stop and so he shot them all dead on the spot. four adults. one child. what the fuck. this is why the rest of the world thinks we've lost our fucking minds
His name is #RalphYarl and I’m sick and tired of this feeling…my heart completely broke when I learned this precious 16-year-old, who accidentally rang the door of the wrong address in an attempt to pick up his siblings, was shot in the head… (1/3)
Good morning y’all.
Ralph Yarl. A 16 year old Black baby boy was shot because he went to the wrong door (as he attempted to pick up his siblings). He was shot in the head and again as he bled out on the ground.
His shooter- a white man- is free.
So many things I can say but for now- just extreme sadness. Gratitude that he’s still alive. Also- I’m tired of this shit.
Black boys deserve to grow up.
Black men deserve to grow old.💔💔
over the past 5 years 2840+ mass shootings have occured in the us, 3 of those shooters have been trans. guns are the number 1 killer of children 1-18 and the right are salivating over a school shooter being trans to deflect away from the main issue. ease of access to weapons.
Reminder to future self**
If you buy your child something you have to put together before gifting them… give yourself more time. Not just a day and a half, just in case.
I lucked out this time😵💫🫡
I love watching my daughter get so excited about going to school. Even if it’s just for a speech class. I used to be so worried that she would have a hard time being dropped off. But now she just runs off without looking back, to her teacher.🥺🥹
How my just barely 2 month old wore a 12M shirt comfortably today without swimming in it is wild to me. But Kora was the same way, still is little miss 110th percentile for height😳