FIFTY-ODD YEARS AGO - 100 words prompted by a photograph

FIFTY-ODD YEARS AGO

Back then The Pill was only available to married women, and I wasn’t married, so my first visit to the ante-natal clinic was fraught with embarrassment. When the nurse said I would miscarry unless I had hormone injections, and suggested it might solve my problem, I was reduced to tears. My boyfriend and I wanted this baby, I told her.

I was injected so often my backside resembled a pincushion, and despite the stress our baby flourished.

We had four children in all, with injections each time, and they are worth every blunt needle.

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Fact this week instead of fiction - once I spotted that pincushion I couldn't think of a different story. Those children have given me five grandchildren now, and I consider myself very fortunate to have all of them.

Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Jean L Hays for the photograph.