Let's see if the baby is ectopicor hiding on us. That happens quite a bit, after all."I was numb. Tears continued to stream down my face. Jessica w...s againnext to the bed, opposite the doctor. She was holding my hand tightly,and she was also crying. Our eyes met, and we both knew the truth, eventhough I couldn't form the thought in my mind. The doctor moved the wand further up towards my ribs, explaining that hewas looking for the baby in a fallopian tube. I thought of my anatomyclass. I knew it before. But seeing it with the baby I birthed is even more convincing. Veronica yells to get our attention. But when she sees our face she signs to tell us what is wrong. Sometimes what she says is just 'I hurt'. But that is better than just yelling. We change diapers and tell the children they are dirty and getting clean in words and sign. Pretty soon if they have a dirty diaper they yell and sign that they're dirty.Of course sign language can't tell us everything, 'cause they don't. You are very obedient, relax, I'm not going to harm you we are going to have sex and than you leave, say nothing just nod your head...' I felt his head come close to mine, I nodded and was rewarded by his lips kissing my neck and sucking my ear lobe. His penis throbbed with desire as he continued to twist my nipples between his fingers and thumbs. He instructed me with his heavily laden-ed whiskey breath '... bend over just a little and place your hands on the wall...' As I did so his hands. So there is hardly any reason for happiness. I can only feel great disappointment and emptiness after losing what I, in my simple mind, thought was a happy family. Why in the hell did you do that to me and to our poor innocent children? They are the biggest losers in this mess."She said, "Please don't burn all the bridges before we have talked about what we can do to save our marriage. I love you very much and there are still great possibilities for us in our marriage if we calm down and give.