My story, FMS and pregnancy.
So I thought of my promise to Rick with my breathing honey... “I swear one and only one.” I had also made a promise to myself. With the complications I was looking at I would not endanger myself a second time nor would I be responsible for having a baby that was hurt because of my medications. This baby was beyond unexpected and unplanned.
I had a 40-year-old boyfriend he had 3 children. He didn’t need more. It wouldn’t be fair to this or any little life if I wasn’t SO careful... if I didn’t do everything in my power to help them. Clutching my scraps of script information I head for my ob appointments each time they put off telling me the truth, each time I knew I had meds in me I was terrified of. Every day I felt I could be ruining more than one life and I wasn’t as worried about my own.
The OB/GYN set an appointment for a risk specialist to come in. His answer to my questions about the medications was short and sweet. Don’t worry about them take your inhalers they are important. I ask him three times. Three times I received the same answer. A NON-answer. I wanted to know what these doctors had seen. What was the possibility that I was giving my stepson a severely disabled sister? Why wouldn’t they tell me so my family and I could be prepared?
When I left the office that day I was horrified to find something on the bumpers of no less than 3 of the personnel who worked there. The office it seemed was right to lifers. No matter what they felt my baby should be born. I hold that decision in the deepest of respect, it is each person’s decision, and each states decision. Not a decision to made quickly or on impulse, NEVER a decision to be made for a family, father or mother, without the deepest self-inspection.
They were being vague because they didn’t want me to have an abortion. They were taking my rights away. I was furious. How could I trust them in a delivery situation if I did not trust them now to tell me 100% of the truth? I FIRED THEM.
My new doctor Marilyn was a whole new story. She was mature in years had her own small family and understood my fears. She didn’t
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