Dumped Big Time
'I found myself in this situation. I'll never forget sitting across from my then-husband as he announced, "It's time for you to move on with your life." I looked down at my seven-month pregnant belly, and considered my three little boys, ages eight and younger, who were sleeping at Grandma's house. My first son had recently been diagnosed with juvenile diabetes, and my second son had just been diagnosed with autism. My third boy was born with a cataract in his eye, which caused doctors to question whether all three had some sort of genetic syndrome. My unborn child would be here in just a few months, and now my husband was leaving.
Being 'Out' In The Hospital
'When I first learned of my partner's disability I wept for days. She is an amputee, right arm and right leg. I couldn't believe that there wasn't some way to undo it. I grieved for the loss of her arm and leg, constantly waking up at night with the shocking realization that nothing would change her loss. They weren't going to grow back. There wasn't going to be any team of scientists to make her into the bionic woman. I feared what this meant for me, what would happen to us. I knew it wouldn't make any difference in how much I loved her, but I knew it would change how we lived. Being "out" in the hospital while at the mercy of several fundamentalist nurses and staff members, is another story.