4 years ago today, at 3 am, I was admitted to the PICU for HELLP syndrome. Suddenly, I was fighting for my life and the life of my unborn child. I was only 26 weeks. The doctors said that they would try to get me to 28 weeks. They told me my daughter, if born that day, had only a 60% chance of survival. I rang in the New Years that year dazed, doped up, and lying in a hospital bed. Lilith Nell was born just 2 short days later.
I woke up this morning at 3 am, seemingly without reason, and could not get back to sleep. The past certainly has a way of sneaking up on you when you least expect it.
Now, I feel it would be naive and disingenuous of me to simply wish all of you a happy New Year, free from worry and heartache. But my experience today has got me thinking - I do hope you find 2015 is better than 2014 and for those bumps in the road you are certain to hit, I wish you strength, compassion and fortitude of character. You have already survived so much, your past has prepared you for this moment, you got this!
Re: 4 years ago today
Thank you for the nice thoughts!