Today I felt really sick and depreseed. My pelvic pain was really bad. I just couldn't get out of bed. I took Motrin and went back to bed. I slept 8 hours straight. Depression is really getting to me. All I thouight about was the loss of my daughter and how maybe this is a sign that I will be with her someday soon. I wonder why things like this can happen to good people and am trying to accept that it has happened to me.