8 years ago in 5 days I lost my identical triplet sons Charlie, Henry & George very dramatically to stillborn birth.
They had twin to twin transfusion syndrome, I went to London for an operation to try & basiy unfuse their blood vessel connections to try and save their lifes and picked up an infection that was killing them & myself.
3 days later I was rushed into hospital where my waters broke on the motorway there, they were born too early at 21 weeks.
It sent me into an massive depression where I was nearly sectioned as I tried to take my own life.
You would think after eight years I would be better but every year this week comes around I am plagued with insomina and nightmares of the whole ordeal.
How an earth do I stop this? :( I feel like they can’t truly rest as every year it feels like I am living the same events.
It doesn’t help that 5 years this month after loosing them I nearly lost another one of my sons who was diagnosed wrongly & sent home and nearly died from a misdiagnosis that he still lives with today.
It feels like a month just full of death.