I am both sad and excited to know that there is a web site such as yours to tell a story about something that many women including myself have experienced.  Mine began on August 3, 1998. I found out I was pregnant and neither my husband or myself were too happy about it. I already had five children. My two youngest were excited about the pregnancy, as most children are. A couple of days later I experienced some spotting and cramping and thought I might be miscarrying.  My doctor had me come in for an ultrasound but no baby was found in the uterus.  I must say that I am so thankful that my sister convinced me to get a pregnancy test done. She was so excited for me.

I knew there was something not quite right this time. My doctor wanted to prolong things, but I was very persistent about the concerns I had. They performed a D&C on me and gave me the methotrexate shot. I still was pregnant and the baby had increased in size. I went back to emergency on August 10th and was finally admitted. My surgery was done around 11:00 P.M. that night. I was so scared. I mean, I am a fully devoted Christian, but I didn't want to die. I had never experienced major surgery before. I realized my husband's love for me during this time because he helped me in every way during my recovery. I am truly blessed in so many ways.

The day after my surgery, one of the doctors came in and said "you almost died you know". This wasn't the bedside manner I expected to hear. It was overwhelming to know how close to death I'd come. Praise God for sparing my life.  Six months later, I conceived a little girl. She is so precious and beautiful. I didn't think another child was in the plans for me especially with one tube left and all.  God knows what he is doing at all times. Thanks for letting me tell my story. God Bless all of you who have had this experience. May your joy be full in other areas of your life including child bearing.

Judy Browne
melyju@aol.com