Life and death was in our hands...and we hated it

On Monday 27th July, things started off just like normal. By 9am, I was listening to the Funky Werepig radio show while Sherie was sitting on the sofa, watching children's TV with our 3 year old. The pregnancy had been uncomfortable for a few days and she was taking it easy.

By dinnertime, the discomfort had increased to an ache. By 2pm, a sharp pain.

We went to hospital here in Manjimup and while Sherie was being examined by the midwife, she spoke the words we were dreading hearing.

"She's gone...