Losing a child can be hard and I would totally agree with that statement.  When I was in labor with my child, her heart rate went up so high because the doctors kept increasing the patocin.  If they would have kept the patocin going, she would have died.  My OB wanted me to try to have her natural, but I had told her a long time ago that I would probably have to have her cesearan because I had heard its hard to have a baby vaginally due to our pelvic is usually in the shape of a males.    I can honestly tell you I could never prepare myself for my daughter dying because she is the world to me.  I have said many times to my husband that I feel horrible giving her this disease..

As for this post, I could have worded the the title differently, but I can honestly say this to myself and not feel upset.  I have complained to my mother time and time again about how I hate this disease, how I wish I could have been born differently, and a number of times I have felt depressed about it.  This disease is no longer going to make me feel this way anymore.  Cause I can honestly look at others and realize that I should no longer feel sorry for myself.  Yes I may die, but at the same time, I thank the Lord for giving scientists the ability to give us medication that can try to regulate us and take care of us.  I can honestly thank the Lord for giving us doctors who try to give us the best medical help they can offer. 

 

Thats all I have to say..because I have lived with this disease and I have watched it do a lot of things to people emotionally.