Last night around 10:30 I got a call from my friend Amanda's husband that Amanda had miscarried again. I was up at the hospital with her family for most of the night. I'm pretty much a wreck over this because it's her 5th one and we were SO SURE this time was going to be the one that made it. Guess it just wasn't in the plans.
I'm totally spent. I came home to nap for a couple of hours and then I'm heading back to visit with her.
I just don't know why things like this happen.