It was 4:30am, I had a plane to catch. I left him in bed and he kissed me and
told me good luck before I left.
It was 6am. I was standing in Manchester airport waiting for my taxi.
It was 8am. They called me to the room. They did an ultrasound and
afterwards told me to go back to the waiting room. I wanted to see it, but they
hid it from me.
It was 9am. I walked into the operating room and lay down. The nurse tried to
distract me by chatting, I felt the doctor begin.
I lay there talking with the nurse as the doctor did what he had to do, and
suddenly the nurse stopped talking.
I heard a snip ...or maybe it was a cut, and I instantaneously felt like I was
going to throw up.
It was 10am. I lay in the bed afterwards, and a nurse brought me tea and a
It was 11am. I left.
It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.
It was what I had to do.