#maternal death tw

[perfectoffering]

╰     cis man , he/him/his     ☆     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to SANTOS SALAZAR SANTIAGO , the TWENTY EIGHT year old GUIDE at EMERALD CITY ART GALLERY from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to DARIO YAZBEK. the whispers in the wind tells us of their EASYGOING and IDEALISTIC reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of once upon a time are the sweetest words in any world; if you don’t like the person you are, enough time and magic will surely make you a new one; the precocious child with his head in the clouds grows into an adult with rose-colored glasses; i don’t go looking for trouble, it usually just finds me.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as BASTIAN BALTHAZAR BUX / THE SHAGGY MAN ( THE NEVERENDING STORY / THE WIZARD OF OZ ) .

i. it starts on a day like any other, like any good story. he's ten. intelligent, unpopular, being raised by his father: his only surviving parent. a dentist and a man too out of touch with his own emotions to guide his son through grief, bastian is alone most days. so he escapes. he's read every book he could get his hands on, devouring one novel after another with the frenzied desire only accessible to neglected children. and suddenly there's a book unlike any other. when you stop reading those other books, you get to be a little boy again, the grizzled old shopkeeper tells him. those other books are safe. he steals the book when the old man's back is turned, and quickly loses himself in the neverending story. he follows the great hero atreyu on his quest to save fantasia from the nothing, but both protagonist and reader are left utterly baffled when, in the final chapter, the childlike empress herself tells atreyu that he cannot save fantasia. but bastian can. ii. he gives the empress a new name, and she is reborn with a new identity. a new fantasia to rule over. she entrusts bastian with auryn, an amulet which gives the wearer unlimited wishes. it's only after the boy becomes a man while adventuring through fantasia that he learns the cost of bearing auryn. every wish steals a memory from the human who possesses auryn, until they find themselves helplessly lost in fantasia, with no memory of who or where they are. with only his own name and the memory of his father remaining, bastian spends decades toiling to reclaim everything he's lost. the lost memories have to go somewhere, and so they do. a mine, where each memory becomes trapped in the stone as a painting on canvas. by the time he returns to his world as a little boy again, he's lived to be an old man once already. some years go by, and then he meets a girl named dorothy. when auryn reveals itself to her, bastian expects their journey to end in fantasia. instead, he finds himself in a land called oz. ozma takes him in, and in exchange, he donates auryn to the emerald city. in fantasia, he nearly killed his best friend in a fit of power-hungry rage. he would not make the same mistakes again in oz. there, he's known for his compassion and his love. iii. in enchanted falls, truthfully not much has changed for him. while he doesn't have the memories of all he's learned in fantasia, the curse couldn't take from him how tender and full of love his adventures made him. he's a painter in his spare time, and teaches others about art for work. very rarely is he found without at least one other "oz" character, but he's very friendly -- albeit a little awkward -- and loves to help the people around him in whatever ways he can.

[girlinafairytale]

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[poswiecenia]

( ℜ ) PERHAPS HE SHOULD have let the matter go. adelinde had reminded him of the boy's sensitivity and he was well aware ( the boys empathy outmatched many a person in truth ; he'd not a clue how he managed at such a young age ) and the awareness grew tenfold as a sharp eye could see a mile away that his son's mind was running a mile. questions left unanswered in his head that demanded answers and crepus realizes once more that . .

FATHERHOOD IS HARD , especially when one was all alone in trying to figure it out on their own. he inhales slowly , coming to kneel on his good knee as he gently holds his boy's shoulders so that they both were at the same eyeline. his throat felt as it it were in the deserts of sumaru at this point ; unsure how to go about explaining what had happened to his mother.

HIS THUMB BRUSHES at diluc's cheek , a sad look forming within green eyes as he looked over his face. ❝ I KNOW , SWEET boy . . she would have wanted to be here with you -- with us -- but she couldn't. she isn't . . ❞ he trails off , jaw tight as he looks at the hand that sat on diluc's shoulder and for a moment all he could see was blood. blood that was not his or his son's but hers. it chilled him to the bone.

❝ SHE ISN'T HERE anymore. anywhere. like twiggy. remember how it grew unwell and , in time , it didn't respond anymore ? how we had to bury it under the large sunsetta tree out the back ? your mother suffered the same type of affliction as twiggy had. ❞ he murmurs -- he had hoped to explain this to the boy some other time but nothing was ever easy when it came to single fatherhood.

"Oh, okay..."

With one question voiced into the open at last, it's not long before another comes to mind, then another -- and the boy scrunches his little face, nose crinkling as he finds that he doesn't enjoy any of them.

In relatively short order, Diluc's tummy feels like it's full of butterflies.

Up until this point in time, the young master has never given his birth mother much thought before, but now he finds that he can't stop.

The floodgates had been opened, for one reason or another, and now he was utterly incapable of stemming the flow at such a young and tender age.

"But... Um..."

Why did she go away? Did she and papa have a fight? Did she not want to live with them? Had he done something naughty to make her leave? Did she not want him any more?

He doesn't say anything, but he doesn't really need to: not when the upset sits so plainly upon his face for all to see. Scarlet eyes gaze up at his father, threatening to spill over with tears--

And in the next moment, he starts to wail uncontrollably.

"...But I just want my mommy!"

[ii-neg-confessions]

not gonna lie... i want cabby dead. I hope she dies. I hope she gets pregnant and dies from carrying too many cubs.

what exactly do you expect to gain from this

[killed-by-choice]

FACT: Banning abortion dramatically reduces the rate of abortion— and the number of women dying from abortion

Restrictive state-level abortion policies are associated with not having an abortion at all. Calculated to account for the rate of criminal/illegal abortions.

“Women who lived in a state where abortion access was low were more likely than women living in a state with greater access to use highly effective contraceptives rather than no method” Not only are abortion rates lower where abortions are illegal, but unwanted pregnancy rates too. People are more careful. (From the Guttmacher Institute, former statistics arm of Planned Parenthood.) https://www.guttmacher.org/journals/psrh/2015/05/state-abortion-context-and-us-womens-contraceptive-choices-1995-2010

29% of Medicaid eligible pregnant women who would have an abortion with Medicaid coverage, instead give birth. Calculated to account for the rate of criminal/illegal abortions. https://bmcwomenshealth.biomedcentral.com/articles/10.1186/s12905-019-0775-5

Analysis of statewide data from the three States indicated that following restrictions on State funding of abortions, the proportion of reported pregnancies resulting in births, rather than in abortions, increased in all three States. Calculated to account for the rate of criminal/illegal abortions. https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC1580169/pdf/pubhealthrep00193-0013.pdf

Approximately one-fourth of women who would have Medicaid-funded abortions instead give birth when this funding is unavailable … Studies have found little evidence that lack of Medicaid funding has resulted in illegal abortions. Calculated to account for the rate of criminal/illegal abortions.

We find that a 100-mile increase in distance to the nearest clinic is associated with 30.7 percent fewer abortions and 3.2 percent more births. Calculated to account for the rate of criminal/illegal abortions.

https://onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/10.1002/pam.22263

rate of abortion is found to be lower in states where access to providers is reduced and state policies are restrictive. https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/9099567/

A wait time as short as 72 hours is enough to start decreasing abortion rates. https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/abs/pii/S1049386716300603

Abortion decreased after being restricted: https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4050978/

Michigan banned Medicaid from paying for abortion. Abortion rates dropped. https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/8135922/

The farther away a woman is from an abortion facility, the less likely she is to get one: https://www.jstor.org/stable/2134397?seq=1#page_scan_tab_contents

Some restrictions were enacted in Eastern Europe in the 80s and 90s. The rates of abortion AND pregnancy rates both decreased.

Fetal development information and required waiting periods lead to less abortion:

A study in Louisiana and Maryland found that laws against abortion were effective at stopping abortions

Countries with abortion bans also have dramatically lower maternal mortality compared to other countries in the region with dangerously permissive abortion laws.

“Contrary to the notion proposing a negative impact of restrictive abortion laws on maternal health, the abortion mortality ratio did not increase after the abortion ban in Chile. Rather, it decreased over 96 percent.”

Mexican states that ban and restrict abortion have better MMR than permissive states: “Over the 10-year period, states with less permissive abortion legislation exhibited lower Maternal Mortality Rates than more permissive states.”

Poland bans all abortion except LotM and has the world’s lowest MMR (2/100000). Malta bans almost all abortions and has MMR of 6/100000

It also works in reverse. Multiple countries have seen an increase in MMR after legalizing abortion.

Guyana legalized abortion and achieved the worst MMR on the continent. (Compare that to Chile, which has constitutional protections for the unborn and an MMR that dropped by over 96% AFTER abortion was banned.)

Ethiopia legalized abortion and it made MMR worse: “Although abortion was not legalised on demand, it was legalised on broad socio-economic grounds: the Center for Reproductive Rights place it in the same category as the UK and Finland which, while not strictly allowing abortion on demand, do allow something close to that in practice.” … “Over the period of legalisation, the proportion of women with septic shock more than doubled, with the same result for organ failure. The proportion admitted to intensive care nearly tripled. Between 2008 and 2014, the percentage of women receiving post-abortion care who have severe complications increased by over 50%, from 7% to 11%. During this time, the proportion of women presenting with organ failure quadrupled, the proportion with peritonitis quintupled, and the proportion with shock nearly doubled.”

Ireland’s once-stellar MMR also increased after legalizing abortion. (Compare to Poland and Malta with almost total bans and to the UK where abortion is essentially legal in demand up to the second trimester.)

The pattern repeats in Asia. Nepal, where there is no restriction on abortion, has one of the world’s highest maternal mortality rates. (The lowest in the region is Sri Lanka, with a rate fourteen times lower than Nepal and very good restrictions on abortion.)

In addition, less people are being lured into abortion under the false impression that it’s “safe and legal”. If any of them die of illegal abortion, it’s because they knowingly committed a crime. There will no longer be cases like 17-year-old Roselle Owens, Sarah Dunn, Tonya Reaves and Cree Erwin-Sheppard (to name a few) who were killed by abortion because they were lied to about the risks.

[hussyknee]

I've never been able to touch Beloved after finding out what happens in it. Especially the fact that it's based on a real incident. Which was a common occurrence among enslaved Black women.

Thinking about enslaved women killing their own children to save them from the horrors of slavery; the only way they had left to save their babies from being subjected to the kind of unthinkable brutality that left the mothers themselves seeking death as release. Thinking of Margaret Garner slitting her own toddler's throat while the slave catchers hammered at the doors, and then turning the butcher's knife on her remaining terrified, pleading little children. Thinking of her hurling her baby daughter off the slave ship and, though her own attempt at drowning herself failed, greeting the news that her baby had gone to a watery grave "with frantic joy". Remembering Eman Basher, running with her children from end to end through Gaza, watching them run out of food, water and shelter, seeing their friends and family and neighbours murdered every which way, tweeting hysterically whether she should kill her children because it was the only way she had left to "keep them safe".

The horrifying depth of a mother's love and tenderness, dear God. The unimaginable brutality and cruelty that forced their hands.

That quote found scrawled on the wall of a cell in a Nazi concentration camp is never far from my mind: "If God exists, He will have to beg my forgiveness."

[yandereshingeki]

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Word count: 363

Content warnings: Grief, Maternal Death, angst

got this idea on father’s day but wrote it last night after reading a few too many sad quotes

It’d been a year since it happened.

A year since mother nature decided to be so indescribably cruel.

A year since his heart was torn out of his chest and shown to him; as a wailing bundle with a mop of black on her head.

She wailed; oh, she wailed so loudly, crying out for her mother. For a semblance of something akin to one. And it came in the form of sleeves from a tattered old band tee that cradled her with the most delicate hold, like she was coated with fragile stickers on every surface.

He’d stolen her tears from her, holding her close so that she didn’t have to cry, even when he did, wailing out for the same thing she had.

You didn’t come home that night. Or the day after.

He buried you out by the sea. Behind the hillside beach house you’d always dreamed of together. Where his family now came to visit, to help him care for his newborn as the single parent he’d never hoped to be.

He liked to sit on the porch with her when things got hard, in the rocking swing you used to love. He’d listen to the waves crash below like a symphony of memories of all the times he’d listened with you. The times spent hand-in-hand that he took for granted so easily.

All he had now was her. His baby, your baby that he loved so dearly in spite of what happened. He could never blame her, the remains of your heart stitched together with his that was still beating. She did nothing wrong, so pure and new yet already with such a heavy burden to bear.

She looked so much like him, but her eyes, they were yours. Every time they peered up at him through that innocent soul, that ocean of grief came back to claim him. She was yours. She was yours. You would never know how glad he was that despite your hopes that your baby would be born with his eyes that held the sea in them, she was born with yours.

As long as he was alive, she would be loved. And as long as he was alive, you would be too.

[wesxalexandre]

( TIMOTHEE CHALAMET . CIS MAN . HE /HIM ) - the chicago resident , ( WESTLEY “WES" EVANS ) , was heard blaring ( TAKE ME BACK TO EDEN / SLEEP TOKEN ) this morning . the ( TWENTY-FOUR ) year old is a ( WAITER ) in the city & has lived the ( WEST ) tower for ( FIVE YEARS ) . since being here , they have been told to be ( CLOSED-OFF ) , but also ( + INTELLIGENT ) , i guess we'll find out soon !

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BASIC INFO:

Full name: Westley Alexandre Michel Evans

Nickname(s): Wes

Age: 24

Birthday: October 24th

Hometown: Salem, Massachusetts

FAMILY:

Father: Laurence Evans (American)

Mother: Ada Evans (French)

Older brother: potential wc to come

Younger sister: potential wc to come

Daughter: Ivy Evans

IVY:

Name: Ivy Mae Evans

Age: 3

Birthday: November 13, 2021

Eyes: blue

Hair: brown curls

WES:

Appearance:

Height: 5'11

Eye color: hazel

Hair: curly and brown

Body type: lean, slightly muscular. Reference photos: back, stomach

Tattoos: spider on stomach, small butterfly on wrist

Piercings:smiley , ear piercings

Scars: one over his left eyebrow, scars on his back

BIO:

TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of child abuse, death, pregnancy,, alcoholism, cheating accusations, pregnancy complications, maternal death, grief, death

Ada's family moved from France to American when she was just a baby. They settled in Chicago and that was the life she knew until she was older and started college, she met a boy in college named Laurence Evans. The two immediately hit it off and they began dating. He was seemingly perfect and Ada quickly decided the she wanted to marry him some day. Despite the disapproval her parents had for Laurence, Ada eloped with him, moving to his hometown of Salem, Massachusetts with him. This is where they settled down and had their first baby together. Their first son was healthy and happy, and several years later they had their second son, Wes.

October 24th, 2000, Westley Alexandre Michel Evans was born a healthy and happy baby boy. They were a happy family, Wes and his brother were great in school and got along, Ada was a sweet stay at home mother after their youngest was born, and Laurence was a well respected officer on the Salem Police force. At least, this is how everyone viewed the Evans. Things weren't always great behind closed doors. Laurence had a temper and he and Ada would fight often, but it never got far beyond little arguments. That was, until an awful night on the force for Laurence. That one night led Laurence back to his bad habits of abusing alcohol. His bad temper worsened, the fights between him and Ada got louder, and finally, he began to accuse Ada of having cheated on him, claiming Wes was a result of an affair. This wasn't true and anyone could see it, given the resemblance between Wes and his father, but Laurence wouldn't let go of that narrative.

Things eventually got physical, Laurence taking out his anger on Ada and it eventually fell on the kids too, especially Wes. Wes did everything he could to protect his siblings from this, especially his little sister, and as he got older he would learn to fight back. And once Wes could handle his own, Laurence stepped away from hurting the family. As long as Wes was around anyway, Wes' older brother had left long before the rest of them did.

Life wasn't easy in the Evans' home and Wes started being reckless, going to parties, drinking, and sleeping around as he hoped to feel anything other than the emotional pain of living in a broken home. And one night when he was gone, his little sister was hurt by their father, and that was finally the last straw, where Ada decided she would leave him. Wes, his mother, and his sister left and moved to Chicago to be with Ada's family once more. At this time, Wes was nineteen years old.

Wes, his mom, and sister lived with his grandparents for a bit before they could get back on their feet. Wes' grandfather helped get him a job at a restaraunt in the city, and eventually helped Wes get an apartment in Marina. Marina is where Wes would meet Holland.

Holland was his neighbor, her laugh was contagious, she had a smile that could melt the coldest winters into summer, she was beautiful and instantly found a place in Wes' heart. They started dating soon after Wes moved in and they stayed together for years. When Holland discovered she was pregnant, they were both scared but they'd both talked about hoping to have families of their own some day, so they decided to keep the baby and figure things out.

It was exciting and terrifying all at once, but it soon turned to a tragedy, yet something beautiful. Holland went into labor November 12th. It was over twenty-four hours of labor that turned into one complication after another. There was an emergency C-section and Ivy Mae was brought into the world, but Holland didn't make it.

Wes was crushed because he loved Holland and wanted to marry her and have this family with her, and Wes often wondered if the universe was punishing him for something with how hard of a life he'd had even since he was a child, but he pressed on. Ivy was a reason to get out of bed every morning, a reason to smile again, and became his whole world.

As years went by, Wes got help in therapy as he tried to find a way to heal from his past and learn how to navigate grief in suit of fatherhood. Things have not been easy and Wes is still trying to work through these feelings and fatherhood, but he's trying and he believes Holland is watching him do his best and watching their daughter become a beautiful soul, just like she was.

[scarfacemarston]

Hey there! How’s your trip going? I have a question for you. What do you know about c-section procedures in the late 1800’s?

In my fanfic, my reader character is a doctor and I have an idea where she has to help a difficult baby delivery.

I was doing some research but someone closed all the windows I had open that I was reading. I know you bring a historical aspect to the fandom and I’m curious on your thoughts.

So, as you know by now, my trip is over. It went alright! It could have been so much worse. So, I actually studied pregnancy, childbirth and maternal and infant mortality extensively last year for the national park service. They wanted to know how to tell stories about the women who endured the process, so I'm a bit confident in my answer. C-Sections have actually been around since the Ancient Roman times, but were exceedingly rare to perform. They were seldomly used in the medieval times, but it almost always ended in the death of the mother, the baby or both. There were a few lucky instances in the 1700s of doctors able to perform the surgery successfully, but again, this was rare. It isn't until the late 19th century that C-sections were becoming more widely studied. However, your doctor oc will not be able to do a c-section. It is literally impossible at this point by "yourself" (meaning the reader.) C-sections were not the norm at this point because it was near guaranteed death for the mother. You only did it if you were fairly confident that the baby would survive and the mother gave her blessing - knowing she would die. The shock and blood loss were the main reasons if infection didn't take her later and too many doctors at the time did not know about hygienic practices. I have a doctor OC as well and he wouldn't be able to do it, either, so don't feel bad. Now, since this is fanfiction, you're of course free to do as you please, but your oc and my oc would not be able to perform a c-section. They would need advanced equipment and staff to assist as well as a reason to do so. By this I mean that not everyone was "allowed" a C-section. They were reserved for certain women. Strangely, it was mostly upper class women, but upper class women were also difficult in that if a doctor failed, there would be strong consequences. C-sections were not often taught in medical schools until late 1800s and even then, the uptake was slow because of the risks involved. By the early 1900s, this was becoming a more common practice. If your oc is a woman, she is not likely to receive this education. There were female doctors then, but the medical world was hesitant in educating women surgeons. (I have a pair of siblings, female and male that are doctors and that's something I've written about.) That doesn't mean she couldn't do it "back alley" style, though. So unless your OC has a team of doctors, lots of the latest tools and equipment and the advanced know-how, your OC is not going to be able to save the life of the mother and the baby. Perhaps the baby, but not both. I have sources if you'd like them, but it's heavy reading.

[slashify]

A small excerpt from the fic I’ve been working on for what feels like forever. Tw for cancer and maternal death. Very angsty so please take care of yourself. The whole fic isn’t this sad but it gets worse before it gets better. Eddie is twelve here.

They’d barely been home for two minutes when Eddie punched the wall. He’d stood there like he was shocked that he’d done it for a moment. There was a small hole in the thin wall of the trailer. A bit of blood welled on his knuckles. The look on his face when he turned around had Wayne opening his arms for him.

Eddie had practically taken Wayne out jumping into the hug. Wayne had steered them over to the couch. He had wondered when Eddie’d gotten too big for him to carry. If it was just that Wayne’s back was getting worse.

“They’re wrong, Uncle Wayne!” Eddie had gotten out between sobs, “She’s not in a better place! She should be here! If God’s not real then heaven isn’t either, and God can’t be real when there’s cancer! Why would he let that happen?! And why didn’t she,” he’d cut off then, dissolving into sobs. Wayne had held him, rocked him, let him get it out.

“I know, Ed. I know” He’d run his fingers through Eddie’s curls. Rubbed his back. Tried to soothe him, even though he knew it was too small an act for what Eddie had lost. And when the sobs died down, Eddie had looked at him and asked in a small voice:

“Why didn’t she want me?”

Wayne’s heart had broken a few times before then, but never that hard. He’d held Eddie tight. Held his arms and pushed him back gently to look him in the eyes.

“She loved you so much, Ed. Your momma just had some problems. She was trying to figure them out. She loved you enough to want you to have a home, and she knew she couldn’t give that to you until she took care of those problems.”

Eddie had taken that in. He breathed slow like Wayne had taught him.

[baelonthebrave]

How could you made Sena that pathetic? Like I thought after you said you want to have non violent ending to dance, I was sure you will write a lot of good fucks and children popping like Alysanne but why you decided to make Sena so weak? Like, to me, you had dilemma whether you want to pull Aemma/Laena fate with her or to make her survive by some kind of miracle. You have done so great job at making her strong, only to write her as unable to make Aemond's dream of big family came true. WTF?

brooo this is the most sexist ask I have had in a long time. women who can’t have lots of children are weak? disgusting take. desperately hope you don’t have any women in your life who cannot conceive or have had difficult births if that is your attitude.

begging you to do a google search on medical history, women’s history, ANYTHING that will teach you how dangerous childbirth was before modern medicine, germ theory, epidurals, blood transfusions, caesarians, etc. it is still sadly a major cause of death in developing nations and why pregnancy is such a high risk, closely monitored health state.

in the books, targs die in childbirth even more often than other women. a lot of fans theorise it’s to do with whatever magic it is that makes them dragonriders and leaves their stillborn children malformed with dragon characteristics, or even just the inbreeding.

not that I think this ask deserves a serious answer, bc good lord that is one of the most offensive things I have read in a long time, but the idea was to not give too neat and happy of an ending, bc such a thing never happens in real life or in asoiaf. “Life is not a song”. And also just to show a deep and enduring love between two people with virtues and flaws, who don’t get their idyllic big family but are content with what they DO get regardless. I also often see a troubling association in fiction between women who are either physically weak or emotionally closed off being unable to bear children, as though not being able to have children is evidence of weakness or lacking in nurturing qualities/femininity. so I wanted to write a woman who is both strong and nurturing but just so happens to not be able to safely bear children. also just to show aemond as a rare man in this world who values his wife’s LIFE above his own legacy. the books are littered with men who all but kill their wives in the pursuit of heirs. in a way, that’s what starts the entire story of the dance when aemma dies.

so yeh. that’s a really vile opinion to go and drop in someone’s inbox. I just hope you’re very young, don’t really understand what you’re saying, and you’ll take this opportunity to go and educate yourself.

I can’t tell if this is the same person who dropped that rude ass ask in my inbox a few days ago (I think it is) but I had to answer this because it’s just straight up offensive and I really hope you can see why. I won’t be answering anymore of these though, so don’t bother!

[silksworn]

just casually adding to Ira's lore that she had a husband and daughter that she also lost during the fall of her house —

[ii-neg-confessions]

i hope cabby gets pregnant and then dies of carrying too many cubs

weird ass

[clochanamarch]

also though. the company finding the people she's romantically interested in and telling them outright what happened to the last two men aisling dared to love. one corrupted by dark magic and severing every connection he can find, and the other breathing his last breath in her arms, afloat on the ocean, all because she refused to save his life in order to keep her power.

[sterlingxlevin]

👻 GHOST — is there someone or something that you feel is missing from your life? do you know if there's any way to find it/them?

My mom. I lost her when I was little and I don't remember much about her but my father and older sister share the best stories about her. I know she loved baking and she was so sweet and such a wonderful mother. I wished she could've been there when I had Sunny and I wish she could see Liza as a mother now. Liza had always wanted to be a mom and even I'm so happy for her to finally have that. But yeah, I miss her and think about her all the time.

@thelizaxlevin

[foxymoxynoona]

Can I ask... I apologize in advance if this a sensitive topic, I tried searching on the internet, but English isn't my first language and I can't seem to find the right phrase or word for it so my search doesn't lead to an answer. In what situation does the "save the mother or the child" comes? I mean like... what happens to make those options arise? Because I can't grasp the... condition for that problem...? Like, why can't they save both or how does the other one survive and the other doesn't? Say you save the mother... do you kill the baby in her stomach? Or you save the child... do you just cut the mother open? Like let her bleed out??

I tried picturing the 'House of the Dragon' scene where the queen gives birth before C-section was invented. They did cut her open and let her bleed to death. But technically, how could she survive that in the case the doctors decided to save her instead of the baby? (injecting a poison of some sort to the baby perhaps? but that'll probably kill the mother too). And in todays era, C-section already exist with safe procedure, so I'm curious what would cause such situation to happen.

(The thoughts did come from Meadow's scene, I'm sorry. I'm in my 20s, but I lack the education ㅠㅠ)

Don't worry about it at all! I won't be able to give a full comprehensive view but I can help a little with what I know. I will say that in Meadow, Bronwen was absolutely jumping to worse case scenario and imaginging the worst. I don't think she was even understanding a specific reason for that decision, just panicking and trying to tell Jungkook not to make a medical decision for her that would potentially harm their child.

It boils down to who is prioritized in a dangerous medical situation. Thanks to modern medicine, this isn't something that's as big an issue as way back when, when babies could be stuck and you'd have to decide whether you get the baby out at cost to the mother (which I think is the situation you're decribing though I haven't watched that show.)

I think more contemporary examples of having to make decisions like this would be, the mother requires life-saving medication/treatment/surgery that poses a risk of loss of the baby so the decision must be made whether to move forward with that or not; the recommendation likely depends on whether the baby could be safely delivered prematurely if needed, and how urgent/emergency the medical need is, or whether it's a truly tragic situation involving late term abortion. I have a friend who required multiple life-saving surgeries during her pregnancy post 20 weeks. Baby was fine, but there was a risk of loss each time. I've heard of women who discovered cancer while pregnant and some chose to abort and undergo chemo, while others chose to delay chemo and cancer treatment even if it put them past the point of treatment.

I think those are the scenarios in which someone could make a child-first decision because you're right that often, mother and child are both undergoing an emergency together and the goal is always to save both as first priority.