I was naturally thrilled to hear the
news that the Duchess of Cambridge safely delivered a baby boy last
week. Regardless who they are and who he will be, to me he and his
mother are HG survivors and that is worth celebrating.
An awful lot of HG babies don't survive
the severity of the condition and many mums-to-be face the terrible
loss of their desperately wanted babies, so every time I hear of a
successful out come I want to applaud and cheer and rejoice and give
thanks for modern medicine enabling us to survive.
But at the same time as the news about
the new Prince broke I found out a dear friend of mine is embarking
on another 9 months of hell in order to complete their small family.
A family which is already restricted by this horrid and cruel
condition. Just a week in now and she is already seriously ill, bed
bound and requiring fluids, although her thin, dehydrated veins have
refused.
My heart is aching for this amazing mum
who gives so much to other women suffering. I feel so so lucky to
have my three children and know that I never have to go through that
long nightmare. Sometimes that lucky feeling is overwhelming and I
simply can't believe it! I wish I could do more to help although we
live a long way apart. All I can do for now though is keep up the
fight: educate, research, raise awareness, fund raise, support and
keep growing our support network. Hopefully the work we have already
done, with the development of the network and things like the
pre-emptive care plan means that her 9 months won't be as bad as her
previous one.
