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(the story of a woman learning to live with reality and the little boy who reminds her how to love....)
EXCERPT:
“I’m sorry. The situation proved to be more complicated than we originally anticipated. We did discuss this possibility. I’m sorry it proved to be the case. There was nothing else we could do—”
Cora stared down at her hands, knotted tightly on the chenille spread. “It’s all right,” she answered, in her soft drawl. “God’s will be done.” She smiled tremulously at the doctor, but her eyes were dry.
“Well, if I can do anything, just let me know.”
Cora’s throat worked convulsively as she fought the impending tears. You didn’t cry in front of strangers. Her mother had drummed that into her head. Her mother….
“I’ll check in tomorrow,” the doctor promised, patting her arm consolingly. “You get some rest.”
After he left the room, Cora faced the wall and let the storm break. Disconsolate tears were counterpointed by ugly, racking sobs that tortured her throat and sutured abdomen. They had assured her the operation was standard procedure. They had intimated there should be no permanent repercussions. They had said the prognosis was good. They had made it seem mere routine to sign the consent form, “Just in case.”
They had apologized when there were complications.
The problem had been irreparable. They had removed her entire uterus. It didn’t help that the organ appeared to have been dysfunctional—what mattered was that she could never have children….
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