Personal Narrative

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My husband and I have lived a really hard life; I’m not talking about economically wise but in the way that my mom’s side of the family and my husband’s side of the family got too much into our relationship. Always making things up to separate my (at that time) boyfriend and I, we did separate a couple of times but our love was way stronger than all the venom our family was spitting into my relationship. Time went by at the age of seventeen I got married; he at that time was eighteen years old. My weeding was beautiful we danced, we singed, I could tell everyone at the party was having an awesome time. A year went by I notice I was not feeling the “normal” way I started having nausea in the morning my appetite drop tremendously even water…show more content…
I had to get an emergency C-section due to the lack of heartbeats per minute of my baby, but thank God at the end everything was ok. Time past and my baby turned one I was beginning to notice that I was getting tired for nearly no reason at all. Playing with my son was beginning to sound impossible to me. One night before bed my husband was lying on the bed with my son ready to go to sleep, I had mention to my husband that I was starting to feel pain in the lower part of my stomach he asked me to lay down and rest, at the same time I felt pressure so I decided to go to the bathroom. What I saw was nothing normal I had a very, very heavy bleeding and the pain was getting worse and worse by the second. My mom and grandmother decided it was best to take me to the hospital to get checked. We arrived at the hospital and in a matter of an hour they finally called me in. the doctor preformed an exam on me and he just could not find any reason for my bleeding. He was working on my discharge papers when he remember I was missing an ultrasound so he send me over to get one and yes I was expecting my second baby. Of Couse I was super happy but the fact that I was feeling pain and the fact I was bleeding made me feel sad. As the time past the bleeding continued sometimes extremely heavy and sometimes very light but it was always there. Every doctor I visited said it was not coming from my baby it was probably some blood retained from previous periods, and so I began to believe it was that way and I stopped my concerns until that day the worst most painful day of my life. I was five months pregnant that very same day June fifth two thousand and fifteen. My contractions started at six in the morning my mom asked me to prepare myself to go to the hospital so I did, I was examined for a couple of hours, I had an ultrasound done, the nurse said everything seemed to be normal. Around ten in
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