When Things Go Terribly Wrong...
After reading the last story, I felt inspired to write this short story. This is true; it happened to a friend of mine.
She and her husband were trying unsuccessfully to have a baby for two or three years. They started getting fertility treatments and finally got pregnant. During the ultrasound around 14 or 16 weeks - I dont remember exactly. The ultra sound technician was performing the basic exam when the technician gasped. They immediately knew something was wrong. The technician wouldn't tell them what was wrong instead the technician left the room and grabbed the doctor. The doctor then performed the ultra sound.
They conceived their baby. Unfortunately, things went terribly wrong. The baby had no brain or spinal cord. There was absolutely no chance of survival after delivery. The doctor delivered this crushing news in her office and asked if she wanted to terminate the pregnancy or wait to see if the pregnancy terminated itself. She chose to terminate. I dont blame her at all. It was the hardest decision of her life and she was crushed for the loss of her baby. She told everyone else that she miscarried as she was Catholic and was afraid of people's reactions.
A little while later they had a perfectly healthy little girl. They have three kids now. But how is terminating a bad pregnancy murder? (Sorry for the term bad pregnancy - didn't know how else to describe it.)