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I hurt I think it's loss and disappointment from "Hopes" that were never born, Which leaves me so forlorn. Oh, and I cry almost every day now and I sigh, then he always asks why.... The pain in my heart, Why does it go so deep? the way I weep; I grieve so hard, they say I even call & cry in my sleep. Pictures in my mind of children at play a dream, a hope, never to be. My grandfathers were veterans of war, they say. Agent orange says "one out of four" you see. Uncle Sam says "no compensation" for me, No big family to be all around me. I think I'll give up on me, sometimes.... "Please make it go away!" I say, he can't, and so he turns away. Our future we cannot see, afraid to dream, afraid for me. Going through the motions, trying to do what's right. Tried all the magic potions, but too much DNA's twisted up too tight. Now I'm hurtin and bleedin all of the time! Doctor says its gotta go, this womb of mine. Adenomyosis, got into me, says I'll be fine. But, no more babies! don't you see I was not finished with my family! I dont want to, but I know I gotta go. Now its gone, still PMS-ing Now I'm not healin' right! Its depressing..... 8 weeks now, still not released and the mourning has not eased Anger abounds when i awake but I can't eat, so then I shake. So I just cry, and blessed be, ask God, Jesus and the angels to have mercy on me
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC
Balanced Translocation (or dream babies)
I hurt I think it's loss and disappointment from "Hopes" that were never born, Which leaves me so forlorn. Oh, and I cry almost every day now and I sigh, then he always asks why.... The pain in my heart, Why does it go so deep? the way I weep; I grieve so hard, they say I even call & cry in my sleep. Pictures in my mind of children at play a dream, a hope, never to be. My grandfathers were veterans of war, they say. Agent orange says "one out of four" you see. Uncle Sam says "no compensation" for me, No big family to be all around me. I think I'll give up on me, sometimes.... "Please make it go away!" I say, he can't, and so he turns away. Our future we cannot see, afraid to dream, afraid for me. Going through the motions, trying to do what's right. Tried all the magic potions, but too much DNA's twisted up too tight. Now I'm hurtin and bleedin all of the time! Doctor says its gotta go, this womb of mine. Adenomyosis, got into me, says I'll be fine. But, no more babies! don't you see I was not finished with my family! I dont want to, but I know I gotta go. Now its gone, still PMS-ing Now I'm not healin' right! Its depressing..... 8 weeks now, still not released and the mourning has not eased Anger abounds when i awake but I can't eat, so then I shake. So I just cry, and blessed be, ask God, Jesus and the angels to have mercy on me
Infertility is, and can be very difficult on the person, the marriage, the family and one's' faith. A glimpse of how my reproductive diagnoses have affected my emotional life.
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC
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