My Dr. appt.

Yesterday afternoon I had my postpartum dr. appt.
It was hard to go back to the clinic, knowing that the last time I was there, we found out that our sweet baby had gone to be with Jesus. At the same time, I was looking forward to hearing what the dr. had to say.
It started out rough.. when I walked in and checked in with the receptionist, the first thing she asked was, "Did you bring the baby with you?" I almost couldn't believe what I was hearing. I just looked at her as my eyes welled up with tears and shook my head. She didn't seem to understand and went on to say something that I can't remember about bringing the baby to my appt. Then I had to tell her, "She passed away." That was so heart-wrenching. She felt so, so badly for saying that and sincerely said, "I'm so sorry, they usually tell us these kinds of things."
I was so glad that Tony was with me as I sat in the waiting room and cried.

When we finally got to see the doctor, he told us that the preliminary autopsy results came back. The final results should be coming back in a few weeks and then I will go back and talk to him again. Unfortunately, the preliminary results didn't really tell us much information, and we don't know if we will ever know why this happened. I will write another blog after I go back to the dr. next time.
As I wrote on my previous blog though, I am so thankful that we have such a wonderful, caring doctor who was willing to just sit and talk to us and answer our questions for a long time.