DISQUS

cracked rear view mirror: So, what exactly happened?

  • snapper201 · 1 month ago
    I love how you take all of the comments off of you blog that show any opposition to your comments. You are the coward. If you are the real deal, you would not care what others say. What kind of journalist hides criticism from others. You suck.
  • urbanredneck · 1 month ago
    Basically- I don't want to have to read horrible, hurtful things when already going through such a tough time. Our family reads this, our friends read this- and my being hospitalized, and undergoing surgery, being given hope our baby would make it- then losing everything was tough on all parties involved. The comments were up for a while- I had family members request I remove them, not respond, and stop subjecting myself to the pain and hurt that its causing. This isn't journalism, this is my life.
  • B. · 1 month ago
    I am so sorry for your loss. What a terrible time. Also very sorry to hear you got some mean comments.

    If you don't mind, I have a question: If the pregnancy was too early for the doctors weren't able to see anything, or find anything, how did you find out you were pregnant with triplets?
  • urbanredneck · 1 month ago
    I miscarried actual embryos that just didn't implant properly- because of improper implantation or some chromosomal issue- they were already in the process of "evacuating" for a lack of a better word. When I physically began miscarrying on day one we physically saw one embryo, then the second- the third came a couple of days later. It was such a weird thing to see, and to process I had to take the last one in with me to my appointment- so I photographed it- it actually does, to an extent- not as much as the others look like a baby- at this point it had arms and and eye socket (no actual eye)- it made all of those anti-abortion things really hit home.
  • kel · 1 month ago
    I love that you are so willing to share your story Sam. It is therapeutic--in May of 2000 I had an ectopic pregnancy that ruptured....sharing my story gave me an outlet for my grief and allowed me to identify with others who had experienced what I had. In time (i know this is cliche) I came to realize that God had other plans, that it was just the wrong time in my life and he made that decision for me as I was incapable of doing it myself (at least consciously)