Sunday: Found out Travis was dead on a Sunday. Steve was born on a Sunday.
Monday: Travis was stillborn on a Monday. Went home empty-handed on a Monday. Found out Alex was dead on a Monday. Sam was born on a Monday.
Tuesday: Labored through an entire Tuesday with a dead Alex. Saw Travis alive on ultrasound for the last time on a Tuesday. I was born on a Tuesday.
Wednesday: Alex was stillborn on a Wednesday and buried the next Wednesday.
Thursday: Went home empty-handed on a Thursday.
Friday and Saturday: Travis was buried on a Friday. I suspect both Alex and Travis died on one or both of these days.
I guess of all the days of the week, Tuesdays and Thursdays aren't too bad. Funny what my definition of "not too bad" has been reduced to.
Have a good weekend. And by "good," I mean by a NORMAL person's definition of "good."