I got married two yrs no child. I was diagnosed with PCOS, where they told me getting pregnant would be difficult without assistance. We spent all we have, did IUI, no success. The doctor suggested IVF but hubby refused believing since I have womb i will conceive when it's time". Few months later I conceive.
At 20 weeks I started bleeding and I was placed on bed rest, which I could not observe because we were trying to raise money to deliver in US. Finally, we were able to raise some money and the date scheduled to travel came.
We got to the hospital at 4am, my flight was for 9pm... By the time I got to the hospital, I was having endless bleeding the doctors said they had to take out the babies for me to survive.
After the surgery, the babies barely survived an hour and died one after the other. There were no words for the pain, it took the doctors and my family a weeks to break the news to me, and I felt dead inside. After all the suffering, pain, sickness, money spent... only for it to end like that? WHAT A TWISTED FANATASY.