My mom was supposed to be gone for two hours. She was gone for four. It would have been okay if she wasn't gone to surgery.
She misscarried last month. There was some mystery with her pregnancy. Beause she was misscarrying and her blood still read pregnant. They thought she might have a tube baby.
Turns out, it was a tube baby.
There was a tiny clot of what could have been a baby caught in her ovarie.
She left at two thirty, and I was scared that she wasn't coming back.
She finally came back, at six. Now my stepdad and her are cuddling and I'm hungry. I want food, and to go home.
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