Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Story 20: I was born breech

When my mother was 3 months pregnant with me and my twin, she miscarried my twin, having to catch a taxi to the hospital as she was bleeding a lot.

I do believe she had a curette. She did not know she was still pregnant with me until at 6 months pregnant she got angry with a man while cooking tons of potato salad at her work on an island and slammed a knife down on the board with her hand sliding down the knive severing tendons in her hand, with a permanent disability from that.

When that happened she felt a jump in her stomach. She drank some alcohol to ease the pain, as she still wasn't sure. She caught a ferry to the mainland and they gave her full anesthetic to stitch her hand up. She eventually must have known she was pregnant with me, and I do not know if I was full term.

I was born a breech position with right foot first, left foot last, apparently my left foot was caught up in her ribs. I had to wear special nappies for the first two years of my life.

I have always had abandonment issues and have always felt like I don't fit anywhere, I always fear death and have had troubles with anxiety. I constantly feel sick to the stomach. I always feel tired.

A miscarriage of one twin at about 3 months of pregnancy

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