
09/09/2025
My fifth delivery ended in silence. The clinic was far, and by the time I arrived, the baby was gone. An injury began, and life changed. At home the days were long. My husband left. People kept their distance. It was hard to manage alone. Many years passed. One morning I heard a voice on the radio. A social worker spoke about treatment at a nearby hospital. I wrote down the number, called, and was given a date. At the hospital a surgeon named Dr. Marcus examined me. The operation lasted hours. When I stood up, I felt light. I slept through the night. I walked to the market and greeted people first. The weight was gone. I live openly now.