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My story, FMS and pregnancy.

© Barb Briley

Let me introduce you to "Rick". One man who has changed my life immensely. Rick is my boyfriend and companion. You will hear more from him over the months and years I write this column.

In 1998 Rick and I found out something which would devastate our lives, make usquiver in fear for me and my health, and make more happiness in our lives than ever before. I was pregnant.

I was already 6 weeks pregnant and scared to death. When I conceived I was on eleven separate medications. One of them was class X what does that mean X? Well my fetus and a demented baboon should have had a lot in common. I was scared. I had all the literature on the medications. My primary care physician’s nurse called me to tell me I was pregnant and the conversation went something like this.

“Barb, it’s Tammy.” She said happily. “OH NO... I said.” After 13 years of being told I couldn’t get pregnant there was no way I could be now! “OH YES!” She giggled happily for me. “OH NO!” I moaned with my current health, previous health and the medications god help me! “Isn’t it great!”

Dad didn’t think it was so great he was scared to death and so was I. I had a previous seizure condition, eleven medications in me, a bad neck, an intermittent right bundle branch block (heart problem), a 100% torn ACL and severe life threatening, trips to the ER asthma and allergies. I was one very terrified young woman.

I want to start with the least of my worries. My torn right ACL I am a woman of some size to begin with... 5’1 and 187 pounds. Not huge but not small either it was very common for women in my family to gain 30 or more pounds. I saw it coming one limping woman who couldn’t care for her huge butt.

Next came the asthma. I could not breathe right as it was food with my allergies was a danger. Not to mention I found out January 6th which meant I would be carrying my baby through August. NOT GOOD! With a heavy heart I then turned my attention to my script information.

The words on those pamphlets shattered all hope I had of having a normal baby. I considered abortion... but because of doctor’s hold ups and deceit by a doctor I was past 12 weeks. No matter what your opinion for or against abortion when that little thing can move and you feel it, it becomes very real. For me my baby became a person.

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