It really hasn't been the best of weeks, quite emotional at times actually. It all started last Wednesday when I run into a ex workmate, the husband of a young girl Vietnamese girl I worked with quite a lot when I was on the farm. The last time I saw her was a month ago, she had a touch of the flu, no fever, just a cough and her being 34 weeks pregnant I told her to look after herself, and to look after her little bubba, gave her a cuddle and told her I would see her next week. I text her the following week and heard nothing, and also dropped by her house the following week but no-one was home. Anyways when I saw her hubby the other day I asked how all was, had Doa had the baby...and with tears in his eyes he said he had just come back from Perth after the baby's funeral. Well as you can imagine I was totally shocked, words failed me, so I gave Dow a hug and said I would visit them tomorrow. The next day I went with some flowers to see Doa and all she could tell me is that her cough would not disappear and the more she coughed, the quieter her baby become, till he become just about still. She was put in hospital and monitored for a night and day. His heart beat was fine, and small movements only were made, but they slowly became less so they did a caesar. Baby was born with no cry, alive but very unresponsive...and lived only 5 days. They are still waiting for cause of his death, they have no answers yet as to why he died. They are of course heart broken.
I was devastated for them both, and after the visit to Doa and Dow I drove straight up to see Kylee at her work and gave her the biggest hug. I pray daily that all continues to go well with her pregnancy and she delivers a healthy wee bubba.
Friday saw me, with Kylee and two little granddaughters travel down to Manjimup to see Mum.
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