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February 09, 2004

More Guilt.

During the All Star Game I got a call from a good friend of mine in Canada. (There's a weird Canadian theme running through Sunday.) He was watching the game and he figured I would be watching it.

I hadn't talked to him before Christmas so I clued him in on Junior. He was really excited and happy for us.

During the conversation he mentioned that they been expecting but lost the baby a month or so ago. (He and his wife already have a beautiful little girl.) He seemed ok but it was still weird. By my figuring they were due around the same time as FB. Ugh.

Today I had to get my dentist appointment moved around due to the impending ultrasound on Wednesday. My regular dental tech had just gotten pregnant when we were just starting to try. When I called today I asked how she was. After some quiet answers from the staff on the phone I finally realized that things hadn't gone well.

"Did things with the baby go badly?"

"Very badly."

After I heard how badly, beyond your worst nightmares as expectant parents badly, it was like a sucker punch. You don't know what to say but you feel like you should say something. You want to do something but that is as pointless as trying to hold back the tide.

I know for every bad story the odds favor more good stories. It just doesn't make the bad stories any easier to hear.

Posted by Jim at February 9, 2004 10:27 PM


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