The next few days are a bit hazy. I remember my sister bringing me a plant and some treats. She sat with me and actively listened, her nurturing ways similar to that of our Mums’.
A dear friend messaged me and said “Will come out unless you really don’t want me to!” She came with more treats and a variety of maternity pads.
I went to work while I was continuing to physically miscarry. I remember lying on a bed in a consult room during a covid vaccine planning meeting, tears falling from my eyes. That week I worked 3 days, 1 more than my usual.
I cried and I talked and I felt and I sat. I ate and I rested and I carried on. The days passed by and I felt lighter. I knew I was going to be okay.
The Saffron Chronicles 