#ectopic pregnancy

[saywhat-politics]

Republican Congresswoman Kat Cammack was denied medical care for her life-threatening ectopic pregnancy because of Florida’s 6-week abortion ban.

She says she is blaming “the left” for how she was treated at the hospital.

Republican’s Pregnancy Collided With Abortion Politics

“Rep. Kat Cammack (R-FL) arrived at the emergency room in May 2024 terrified by what she had just learned: Her pregnancy could kill her at a

[sedesapostolica]

Prayer request

Please pray for me. My husband and I are trying to build our family and unfortunatley, last year I had a chemical pregnancy and ectopic pregnancy, for which I had to go in surgery, which resulted in removal of one of my fallopian tubes.

Few days ago, I had another chemical pregnancy. The loss of three children burdens my heart. I'm sad and extremly angry and I find it really hard to find purpose in this suffering. I feel very distant from God and from friends who know all this and don't even check up on me and my husband. I'm desperate.

[xanaxfarts]

Marilyn Monroe smiling for the press after almost losing her life to an ectopic pregnancy.

On the 1st of August in 1957, Marilyn Monroe is out gardening when she suddenly collapses. Her husband Arthur Miller rushes out to find her screaming in pain, and Marilyn is rushed to the hospital. Her pregnancy is found to be ectopic and (despite Marilyn wanting children very badly) has to be terminated to protect her life. 10 days later she left the hospital, laying in her car (pictured here) smiling for the crowds of fans and paparazzi. After her car pulled away she reportedly burst into tears.

[geezerwench]

Trump's America.

 In Trump’s Own Words: “There Has to Be Some Form of Punishment” For Women Who Have an Abortion – And For Their Doctors, Too

April 11, 2024

#Project2025 #trump #donaldtrump

[thingstrumperssay]

She's getting exactly what she voted for and she's blaming the other party for it.

She was able to get the treatment done, by the way. Rules for three, not for me.

[slowburnsins]

Well the news I got today wasn’t what I wanted… unfortunately my pregnancy is not viable. They think it’s ectopic and I’ll have to go Monday to have it dissolved. I’m beside myself. Just wanted to update everyone that has been with me on this journey and sending me thoughts and baby dust 🩵🥺 I appreciate my SOA/Jax/Charlie Hunnam girlies so much

[cheerfullycatholic]

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From daily_fetus on Instagram

[short-honey-badger]

Not all good comes to those who wait

Pairings: Shanks x Female Reader

Warnings: Pregnancy talk and pretty sensitive subjects. Hurt/Comfort and angst. Ectopic pregnancy. You can scroll if this is too much for you.

This is something for me personally to try and get over what's been going on in my life. In the past three months, my relationship almost ended, we got evicted, and as soon as we got moved, I found out I was pregnant at the beginning of October. Last week, I found out it was an ectopic pregnancy, and I've just... not been the same since. But I miss you guys so much, so this is me trying to get past my shitty brain block the best way I know how.

Shanks knows that there is something going on when Trafalgar D. Water Law's face dims in silent sympathy while doing your evaluation. You are only a couple of weeks pregnant, having found out when you couldn't keep any of your food down over a couple of days at the beginning of the month. You had come to him with a bright smile on your beautiful face, hand held protectively over your stomach and the growing bean inside as you quietly told him the good news.

It was unexpected, but not unwelcome. The two of you would hide away in his cabin, whispering sweet words to one another while Shanks held your still-flat belly. He doted on whatever you needed, making sure that you would be comfortable and safe for the duration of your pregnancy. To make sure all went well, he had contacted the Surgeon of Death and asked if Law could come on board and give you a check-up.

With the use of his devil fruit, Law could see that the embryo had not implanted in the correct spot in your womb like it should have been. Instead, it had planted itself in your right fallopian tube. He shucked his latex gloves off and eyed you and the red-haired captain.

You could see the look on his face, and your heart plummets when you catch your lover reaching out to curl his hand around your wrist, squeezing softly as he asks Law what was going on.

Trafalgar clears his throat, tone soft as he locks eyes with you and explains what had happened. Law explains that this is an ectopic pregnancy. That the embryo isn't viable with it having attached to the incorrect part of your body and that the best course of action for your heath would be for him to remove it. He tells you that it is nothing that you have done, that it's simply a freak accident that could happen to anyone. You listen with cotton between your ears, heart shattering, not just for the bean inside you, but for yourself and Shanks.

The excitement you had felt with the check-up plummets into dispare, and you don't realize that you're crying until Shanks slips his hand from your wrist and gently wipes the tears from your cheeks. Law leaves the room to you and your lover, and you stare at him with fearful eyes.

"I don't...was it my fault? What..?"

Shanks immediately pulls you close and into his chest, lips pressed against the crown of your head as he fights back the feeling of tears gathering in his eyes. His own heart is breaking, fear and worry breaking out, and feeling heavy in his chest. He wants to rage and cry at the sea, demand why his amazing darling couldn't have the one thing the two of them had been so excited for. But you don't need that right now. You need him to he strong, so he would be.

"None of its your fault, baby," He whispers furiously and clutches you tighter when you turn to bury your face in his chest, shoulders shaking as sobs begin to overwhelm you. You wrap an arm around your stomach, grief clouding your brain for a child that you would never get the chance to know.

"I've got you, baby. Whatever happens, I'll never let you go," Shanks whispers, and you latch onto his words, eyes clenched shut in pain. You listen to him whisper sweet reassurances and know that slowly, and with time, that you would be okay.

You pull away just enough that Shanks can dip down and seal his lips over your own, his lashes wet with unshed tears. He would make sure that you would pull through. He would be the rock that you needed.

*Ectopic pregnancies are tough, and I hope that this can help someone else know that none of it is your fault. If there is anyone out there that just needs a shoulder to cry on or a kind word, please feel free to message me.*