After four and half years of hell I was months away from having my unexplained infertility investigated and due for a lap and dye in a matter of months and I find out now that I'm pregnant and it's most likely another ectopic. I only have one tube left and now I face loosing it.
Why? Why when I've worked hard, been generous, been kind and loving and caring. When I've prayed, and begged and promised?
Why, when I've strained to see ANY line on the million tests I've used over all these years did I have to see one this time, this soon? This close to having a chance? Why when he saw me on my floor, when he heard me screaming did he decide it was ok to do this to us again. Was it not enough to see me cry every time AF came, every time I only saw one line. He had to let me think I had a chance, give me hope and take it all away so cruely, why?
What exactly is the lesson? A test of faith? Am I to keep turning to him no matter what the hurt? No matter the degree. Is that it? Is it the degree? Is my pain not as bad as others and should I be grateful I haven't suffered worse? So load me with guilt God. Why? What is there to learn from guilt?
I don't know. I don't know. I DON'T KNOW!
Is it because I have a child? That's ok then. He knows I adore her, he knows I feel blessed to be her mother but what exactly is her lesson is all this. Doesn't he realize she's hurting too. Of course he does but why?
I guess I'll never know but I still love him. I am angry, so angry, so hurt but I have to believe there is a reason for everything. I have to trust even though I don't know why. So he's won. I just hope if and when we meet all these reasons make sense because right now nothing does.