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It's scary when...

You are forced to cut through the entire placenta during caesar...

And you can't find the baby.



And all you have...

Is a handful of placenta.




-jess, shuddering at that thought-

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  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    Thursday, March 19, 2009 8:10:00 pm  

    Dear Jess,

    Thank you so much for your time and help. You must be so busy and stressed out currently but thank you so very much for helping me and many a clueless soul out there. Sometimes you can get so dampened and lost in this field of ours..it kinda makes you happy when you have a helpful hand sometimes =)

    Thank you so much Jess. Really appreciate it.

    You take care alrite? Hope to hear more from your blog! =) top

  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    Friday, March 20, 2009 6:08:00 pm  

    Dear Dan,
    I know exactly what you mean, coz I've been through it myself too. And unlike you, there was no one to tell me the truth about our line of profession, until it was.. ermm.. too late :P
    Keke.
    You're welcome. I've glad you found me useful. And I'm always happy to help in any way.
    Keep me updated. top