There is a woman whom I work with who tried to have a baby for many many many years. At some point she and her husband discussed treatment and her husband said no, for whatever reason he didn't want to go through it (can't say I blame him, really). And then when she was 38 she became pregnant totally unexpectedly. She was shocked and thrilled - as most, if not all infertiles would be with such a gift. She had a baby boy and they were so happy.
She was shy and English wasn't her first language but when I was pregnant she used to smile and ask me how I was doing. How baby was doing. If I knew if it was girl or boy. If baby moved a lot. She was a quiet kind woman.
Two weeks ago at work she fainted. First aid attended and found that her heart had stopped. Never the less they worked on her diligently and somewhere between them and the paramedics that attended, they got her heart started again. She was taken to the hospital and has been there recovering ever since. I've been getting updates on a regular basis on her status. A couple of days ago they had her sitting up in a chair although she was still slumping a bit. She was responding to people in her room and was trying to talk. Scans showed no damage to her brain. She was improving and getting better.
And then tragically, this morning she passed away. Apparently she somehow got an infection and her heart couldn't take it and it stopped.
A loving husband doesn't have a wife and a little boy doesn't have a mommy tonight and it's sooo not fair.
My heart breaks.