- Pain. And lots of it.
- Blood. And lots of it.
- The ambulance being freezing cold.
- The clock in the ambulance telling the wrong time.
- Holding two of the sacs when they came out - dropping one when I didn't realise what it was, but keeping hold of the other for a moment when I realised.
- Feeling relieved when they came out as the pain stopped. (And now feeling guilty for feeling relieved.)
- The gorgeous mashed potato they served for lunch.
- Mr Para coming to hold my hand when they told me about cremating the babies, as that's when I got upset.
- Intense boredom waiting to be discharged.
At some point I'm sure I'll begin to feel vaguely normal again. I should be 17 weeks pregnant by now.
Para xxx

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