At last, we'll no longer treat loss of a baby with cruel indifference
'The words 'one has died, that makes it easier' still ricochet around my brain'
When I was pregnant with twins in 2002, the obstetrician checked my ultrasound before I had an amniocentesis. The words "one has died, that makes it easier" still ricochet around my brain. Dumbfounded, two prospective parents left the hospital, holding hands.
In the car, I wondered was I a bit sensitive, perhaps that's how it is in hospitals - pragmatic, detached.
Three weeks later, we were called back for the results. Once again, we left hand-in-hand, bewildered, now two would be dead.