Andie told me she'd had the scan, and there was no baby. Just an empty sac. They call it a Blighted Ovum. There was a baby, a potential, and now it's gone.
When I got home Dylan was awake still, Andie was just being a mum. Being strong. Coping. Looking after our boys.
Dylan went to bed. We didn't talk much. She'd been sent home, to see if she would "Complete Naturally", so we just have to wait. We watched some TV and went to bed. I don't remember much. It's a blur. I didn't cry. I was slightly numb.
No one really knows why it happens. It can happen for different reasons. There are theories. It doesn't make much difference.
In the morning (Saturday) we had breakfast in bed with the kids. Andie started to bleed a bit later. I took the kids to their grandparents, went shopping, called my parents and told them. I spent most of the day with Andie, comforting her. We watched some DVDs. We both cried a bit. Maybe Pan's Labyrinth wasn't the best choice.
Sunday it continued. I took some bits to the kids, Andie thought I should spend some time with them, I'm glad I did.
Thing is, it's not over yet. She might still need a "D and C". We need to wait and see what happens Monday, maybe go to the hospital again on Tuesday.
I'll spend the week here with her. Looking after her. Keeping busy. Taking comfort from that. It's what I do. It's how I cope.
A short interview with Tori Amos in which she talks about her loss.
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