The day we found out that my daughter had two heart defects and had to have heart surgery shortly after being born was the beginning of the long journey that has come to be our life. Having doctors tell you that they are sending you to a specialist because something doesn't look right but they are not exactly sure what it is will knock a hole in your heart.
My OB sent me to a high risk pregnancy doctor to have a sono done and then he sent me to the cardiologist where we found out that our daughter had a VSD (hole in her heart) and (at the time we thought) a coarchtation (her aortic arch was too small at a point). When I left that office I was in a million pieces. I called my parents to give them the news and I lost it. I couldn't stop crying. All I could think about was what she was going to have to go through and that she wasn't/ this pregnancy wasn't going to be normal. At that point I officially became a high risk pregnancy which meant more visits and sonos on a regular basis.
There is nothing anybody can say or do to make the sadness go away after learning news like this. I had a period of time where I was most certainly depressed and it was all I could think of, but you get to a point where it doesn't matter. You will do anything for your child and will be there for them no matter what the case may be. It took my quite awhile to get there, but once I did I was able to start prepare myself for what was to come next.
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