Recently, I had the true honor of working with a special woman who showed me what true bravery looks like.  Beth* had gotten married in her mid-30s and had tried to conceive naturally for several years before choosing to do IVF. After several failed attempts, and having depleted her bank account, she and her husband decided to try IVF one last time. This time it was a success. She was beyond elated to discover that she was carrying twins. The biggest blessing of all was that she was going to be a mother to both a boy and a girl. Beth was grateful.

At around 20 weeks, Beth’s doctors discovered that Baby A was not developing as well as they would have liked. The medical staff kept a close eye on Baby A. At 24 weeks, Beth went to the doctor for a routine visit and was heartbroken to discover that Baby A, her son, had no heartbeat. At the same visit, Beth was diagnosed with severe preeclampsia (dangerously high blood pressure during pregnancy), and emergently admitted to the hospital where she would remain until the safe delivery of her daughter over two months later.

This is when I first met Beth. I found her in her room overlooking the city, looking tiny in her huge room, and enormous bed. Our visits would become a regular part of her day and mine. Every week I would come to Beth’s room, give her the latest People and Us magazines, and we would talk. Beth felt trapped in her room. She was desperate to go home and begged the doctors religiously to let her take her show on the road. The answer was always a firm, “NO!” She […]