A girl I worked with when I was much younger was pregnant, and she had a blood clot in her brain. She died the day she was going to the hospitol to be induced. They couldn't say the baby. When they had the funeral she and the baby were laid in the coffin together the baby was placed as if she was holding him and he had a pacifier in his mouth. It was shocking and sad and I will never forget that image.
My grandmother died Dec 22 2004 I wasn't ALLOWED to go to the funeral because my now ex husband said I didn't need to go. I don't let him control me anymore.