Hetty58
A few tears from me - and I rarely cry. I was struck by the huge difference, now, to losing a child (twins, in my case) back in the 1980s. They were uncaring, hostile, brutal even, back then, which made it all far worse.
Hetty
I lost my baby son in October 1973, never bringing him home from hospital. Staff were kind but didn’t really know how to deal with us, I remember seeing a nurse duck out of sight because she felt they had failed when all I wanted to do was thank her for her kindness.
I wish somebody had suggested “imagining” his life - I was never able to see beyond the incubator. So, like I imagine, many many viewers/mums/dads/grandparents I too had a little sob last night