“At 2:30 my phone rang, my husband’s panicked voice came through the line, ‘Honey, we had a car wreck.”
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“At 2:30 my phone rang, my husband’s panicked voice came through the line, ‘Honey, we had a car wreck.”
“When Parker came out, I had to re-examine everything I believed.”
“Today he is high again, and today we start all over. And, today I will do what I have always done: pray, hope, and not give up.”
“We had the best 7 days enjoying all-day buffets and the all-inclusive bar. It wasn’t until we got home that I saw the photos from the wedding. I couldn’t look at myself like this anymore. I had to change, no matter what.”
“My body still felt pregnant even though I had already been bleeding, and I just felt weird. I decided to call my good friend who works at another OBGYN. The next day they told me I needed to come in right away for an ultrasound because my pregnancy levels came back at 30,000. They didn’t know if there was a twin, a pregnancy located somewhere else, or what it was.”
“Mom was sitting next to dad rubbing his head. He was dozing off. Every time he was almost asleep she would say, ‘Are you tired Carl?’ and he would wake up and say, ‘Yep.’ He didn’t seem frustrated by her interruptions – for him, it was just another day.”
“You want ME to tell him he has a terminal disease? I’m barely holding it together as it is, and I am supposed to sit with him and lie and pretend like I don’t know he’s dying?”
“Things were not working out and I could see that Steven was hurt because he loved Monica so much, she does everything for him, caters to his every need and he appreciates it, but he fears she doesn’t know it.”
“I drank nightly, but not always excessively. I thought I was in control. A few months later, I found myself living a literal nightmare. Simply getting drunk wasn’t enough. I’d drink well past the point of feeling good. But I wasn’t getting drunk until after I put my daughter to bed. I always got to work on time and performed well each day, so I refused to believe I had a problem.”
“The nurses assured me it must’ve been an accident since I had no pain. I listened and didn’t think anything of it. Huge mistake. Not 24 even hours later, I was delirious with a fever and untreated ruptured sac. Once again, alone at the hospital, I had to deliver my babies and say goodbye. I lost not one, but all three of my triplets.”