As days flew swiftly by, November had just passed by.The past November was a special month for me, unforgettable and horrible, just like a nightmare. I spent more than twenty days in hospital, but fortunately, everything grew better and better.
On October 29th,2017, it delighted me inexpressibly to find that I was pregnant, for it was my long-wished aspiration that I could have two babies owing to the two-child policy.However, my ecstasy gave place to terror the instant the doctors scared me that my baby was dead in my vomb.In addition, she told me that the prospect of its survival was bleak and that I'd better do induced abortion operation. I couldn't accept the truth, insisting that my baby still survived. Accordingly, I had stayed in hospital for twenty days. It turned out that my perseverance was paid off because my baby in my vomb eventually initiated to grow up with heart beats. As for my husband and me, it was a moment of supreme happiness.
Being in hospital for twenty days, I found it was too boring. Apart from this, it was inconvenient for my husband to go between the hospital and home. Consequently, I asked for leaving the hospital.My main doctor didn't agree with my proposal, telling me to stay in hospital for another ten days.I didn't follow her advice and left the hospital.
On November 22nd, I was asked to recheck my baby. To my astonishment, it had no heart beats , that is to say, it was dead in my vomb. I cried my eyes out again and again the whole day. I had to return to the hospital to have an abortion operation. The doctor said that I would suffer from barrenness sterility due to the limitation of operational skills in the town. Therefore, I headed for Shenzhen to do the painless abortion operation. After the operation, the doctor suggested that I have a good rest for more than fifteen days. Currently, eight days has gone, and November has just passed by.
Goodbye November, a month full of nightmare.
