Anyway, I'm just finishing up my OB/GYN rotation. This one has been hard, not only because of the long hours, but the few cases that end tragically. We had a patient, 42 years old, with a IUFD (intrauterine fetal demise) at 36 weeks gestation. I can't imagine that kind of heart breaking unimaginable pain that couple must be feeling. Is it possible I'm feeling it for them?
I've been reading Molly Piper's blog:
Her blog is full of grace. She and her husband, Abraham, had a IUFD at 39 weeks. Full term. She delivered her lifeless baby vaginally, which is quite heroic. Molly's writings are lovely, and often are so encouraging as she walks the reader through the steps of her bereavement. I think I grieved with her. Is it possible to grieve with someone you've never met?
Anyways, I'm tired. I feel like I'm always tired, and can't even manage to keep the house clean, dishes washed, bathrooms clean.
I need to start exercising more.
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