Wednesday, February 24, 2010


What is your most vivid memory of being pregnant?

I guess it was when I was carrying Jill. I didn't know it until I started to have problems and went to a doctor. He examined me and sent me to a gynecologist who also examined me and pronounced me pregnant, but I had toxic poisoning also.

I didn't have the strength to go up and down the stairs. Gramps carried me up at night and mornings, I'd manage the top of stairs (just outside our bedroom). I'd sit on the stiars and go down one at a time and slowly.

Grams had to carry me to the toilet.

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