As soon as I landed in the United States, I forgot all my melancholy - which had been overwhelming for the last three days of vacation in Italy - and once again I started my other life. Everything began, with all its good and all its bad. Actually, I must say that the good seems to be more the than bad. I am wondering if it is Italy that pushes me into a depressed mood.
However over these last few days I have been catching up with all I had left in early June, I have not missed too much.
Yesterday we had this bad news about my husband's cousin: she had a miscarriage.
She was 12 weeks pregnant.Yesterday she went for the ultrasound and the gynecologist found out that there was no heartbeat, Not anymore.
It was the first ultrasound for her, that's weird, how can you have the first ultrasound only on the 12th week of pregnancy? I don't know, I have not been pregnant yet and I am not a doctor. It just sounds strange.
Her blood and urine tests were fine, the baby was regularly growing.
Until seven or eight days ago, according to the gynecologist.
Also, the ultrasound showed that there were two embryos, but the first one died very soon.
They want to take some exams on the fetus to figure out what happened.
Moreover she had candida and she could not treat it because right after diagnosed it, she got pregnant. You cannot treat a candida while pregnant?
Could it jeopardize the fetus' life?
I don't Know.
I just feel bad for her.
I am really sorry.