The Longest Day

HeartbreakOn June 11th, Mommy and Daddy went to the doctor’s to see me one more time. The ultrasound technician was trying to see me, but I was not cooperating. After fifteen minutes of fussing, the technician finally got a good look at me. She said that she was very worried and called the doctor in to take a look. At that point, Mommy and Daddy were very confused and started to cry because they did not know what was going on. When the doctor looked at the ultrasound, she said that they were not seeing as much brain as they would expect. She then told Mommy and Daddy that they needed to go see a specialist named, appropriately, Dr. Grace.

They had to wait two hours before they could see Dr. Grace. Mommy and Daddy said this was the longest two hours of their life. They did not truly understand what was going on, but they called their friends and asked them to pray for me.

They finally saw Dr. Grace, who did another ultrasound. He brought them into his office and explained that I had a fatal condition called anencephaly. He explained that my head had not formed properly, as well as lots of other details you can read about at my anencephaly page. He also explained that Mommy and Daddy needed to decide whether or not to keep me for the rest of the pregnancy.

After we left Dr. Grace’s office, Mommy and Daddy called their families to explain what was going on. They spent the rest of the day with family, and did a lot of crying.

By the end of the day, Mommy and Daddy knew that they would keep me for as long as I would stick around.

I’m sure glad they did, because we had a lot of fun over the next six months!

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