Chapter 12 - The medical review
Daniel requested my permission to obtain a formal medical review of the miscarriage timeline.
I almost refused.
Then realized I wanted the record too.
My obstetrician, Dr. Hannah Greene, met with me.
Not to relitigate grief.
To answer one question:
Could the alleged delay Karen invented reasonably be blamed for the pregnancy loss?
Dr. Greene was careful.
“In obstetrics, we rarely speak in absolutes about hypothetical timelines.”
Good.
Then she reviewed actual records.
My first call.
Triage.
Emergency arrival.
Ultrasound.
Laboratory results.
Pathology.
She said:
“There is no medical evidence you caused the loss by remaining at work.”
The placental findings and fetal testing indicated a pregnancy already in serious distress.
Even if the false three-hour delay had been real, nobody could honestly say the outcome would have been different.
And the delay was not real.
I cried.
Not because I had secretly believed Karen.
But because for ten months everyone had forced me to keep defending a medical event while grieving a child.
Dr. Greene said:
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“You should never have been asked to prove you loved your pregnancy by performing perfect hindsight.”
I wrote that down.
