I am the face of termination for medical reason.
June 30th. The waiting room of the matenal fetal medicine center at Desert Regional Hospital. I read some of my baby food book to see if it had any good snack recipes for Mischa.
I can't remember how I felt during the ultrasound. I remember seeing the cyst but that's all. I remember thinking it shouldn't be there but telling myself I didn't know. I knew.
I saw it. I knew.
I remember joking to Josh that we should make out when the tech went to get the doctor.
I remember hoping the doctor just had a serious face and that it wasn't b/c our baby had serious problems.
I forget what the doctor said. "They are some problems." I think that's what it was.
