It was a tough day at work. When I first got there I didn't know whether I wanted to cry or to throw something because I was feeling so angry. I couldn't even look at anyone or talk to anyone at first for fear of bursting into tears. Later some of us talked about it and that made me feel better, at least more in control of my emotions. Three of us feel we should be open and honest with Ashleys clients, but one gal thinks we shouldn't say anything and just let people think she hasn't had the baby yet. Tonight I called the GM and left a message with her asking what she says we should do so we are all on the same page.
I guess they did do an emergency C Section on her after they noticed the baby was in distress but the baby was dead when they delivered him. They worked on him for half an hour before giving up. I just can't imagine what she must have been going thru during that time. I remember waiting to hear my baby cry right after the delivery and it seemed like hours before I heard her finally cry out, even tho it was only a minute or so (she had inhaled meconium). Longest minute of my life!
Life is precious...and not always fair.