. If you go to Florence and you are doing the Lungarno Acciaiuoli that between Ponte Vecchio and Ponte Santa Trinita (and we will pass by force, as are the two most famous bridges in Florence ...), if you wander a bit to the interior, there is that you are in Piazza del Limbo ....
Overlooks Borgo SS. Apostles, the church of SS. Apostles is behind, and very close is Via delle Terme, whose name reminds us of the Florence Roman colony, Colonia Florentia founded by the legions of Caesar .... was not a gift, given the savage nature of Arno, that very often leaves from the banks and fate pissed .... is for that the Etruscans was kept away from the plain, and had perched in Fiesole, a beautiful hill.
But we will talk about the history of Florence maybe one more time, for now let's stop at Piazza del Limbo ....
In the Christian Catholic religion, the limbo (a term derived from the Latin word "limbus") was a temporary condition of souls belonged to good people died before the resurrection of Jesus (Limbo of the Fathers or Sheol), and the ongoing deaths of children not yet baptized, not so they have committed any personal sin, but have not been freed from original sin through baptism (Limbo of Children).
Piazza del Limbo was this: a cemetery for children dead before baptism.
The square before the year one thousand, was still located outside the circle of the Roman city walls, passing a short distance and only with the new fortifications of the Carolingian period (tenth century) was included as the entire triangle of land up to Arno.
In ancient times, the square was divided into two squares by two different names, Piazza del Limbo, precisely, and Piazza Santissimi Apostoli, in front of the church. It's one of the few places in medieval Florence survived the destruction and rebuilding of the time, and if you are of those who, like me, the posts if they hear you breathing on me with their stories of life and centuries and who have died paths, you can be that for a moment really feel in Florence in the year 800, more or less, or it can be that you come to remember those children who gave their name to the square, those who died before seeing the light , which may not be dead 'cause are never lived, but finding the boundary between life and death at times is just fuckin around philosophical ....
Yesterday I attended a Caesarean section, a twin pregnancy at 35 +4 weeks .....the first born baby was alive ....a beautiful child, vibrant and healthy, appropriate weight, he has been crying ....
Ierisera, when I left the Delivery Room, I went to the city center, and I took a walk to Piazza del Limbo ..... I had a coffe cup near the Ponte Vecchio, then I went back home and I went to bed. . I had to work this morning.
Overlooks Borgo SS. Apostles, the church of SS. Apostles is behind, and very close is Via delle Terme, whose name reminds us of the Florence Roman colony, Colonia Florentia founded by the legions of Caesar .... was not a gift, given the savage nature of Arno, that very often leaves from the banks and fate pissed .... is for that the Etruscans was kept away from the plain, and had perched in Fiesole, a beautiful hill.But we will talk about the history of Florence maybe one more time, for now let's stop at Piazza del Limbo ....In the Christian Catholic religion, the limbo (a term derived from the Latin word "limbus") was a temporary condition of souls belonged to good people died before the resurrection of Jesus (Limbo of the Fathers or Sheol), and the ongoing deaths of children not yet baptized, not so they have committed any personal sin, but have not been freed from original sin through baptism (Limbo of Children).
Piazza del Limbo was this: a cemetery for children dead before baptism.
The square before the year one thousand, was still located outside the circle of the Roman city walls, passing a short distance and only with the new fortifications of the Carolingian period (tenth century) was included as the entire triangle of land up to Arno.
In ancient times, the square was divided into two squares by two different names, Piazza del Limbo, precisely, and Piazza Santissimi Apostoli, in front of the church. It's one of the few places in medieval Florence survived the destruction and rebuilding of the time, and if you are of those who, like me, the posts if they hear you breathing on me with their stories of life and centuries and who have died paths, you can be that for a moment really feel in Florence in the year 800, more or less, or it can be that you come to remember those children who gave their name to the square, those who died before seeing the light , which may not be dead 'cause are never lived, but finding the boundary between life and death at times is just fuckin around philosophical ....
Yesterday I attended a Caesarean section, a twin pregnancy at 35 +4 weeks .....the first born baby was alive ....a beautiful child, vibrant and healthy, appropriate weight, he has been crying ....
I did see a second to the mother stopped by epidural anesthesia before ih is delivered to the neonatologists and links ....
I know he's fine even if it remains in SubIntensive Unit, for some control .... the second twin was born dead .... twinned liquid strongly stained (poltaceous, we say in medical jargon .... almost drowned in her shit greenish. .), well-trained, well adjusted weight of him .....
Who knows because he is dead this morning ..... they sent him and the placenta he had in common with his brother to Pathological Anatomy, maybe in a couple of months we will know something of its non-life .... maybe not, as happens for many perinatal deaths ....
I know he's fine even if it remains in SubIntensive Unit, for some control .... the second twin was born dead .... twinned liquid strongly stained (poltaceous, we say in medical jargon .... almost drowned in her shit greenish. .), well-trained, well adjusted weight of him .....
Who knows because he is dead this morning ..... they sent him and the placenta he had in common with his brother to Pathological Anatomy, maybe in a couple of months we will know something of its non-life .... maybe not, as happens for many perinatal deaths ....
Was not the first Stillbirth that I saw, of course .... unfortunately, during many years of work,
it happens .... the last one I saw was my nephew, if he was born ... but it was never born, and I saw with the ultrasound that his heart stopped beating .... even though I expected it, was not a moment that I remember with pleasure. Before running into this reality, I always thought that unborn babies were a painful memory, but basically nothing more then... but I discovered how the loss of a life you want, and waiting, but never came to be a wound that does not heal .... I found out after I started working Prenatal clinic of how important it is for the mothers of those special children see the corpses, give a real precious little things that do not have never seen the light, or perhaps have seen it for a moment too soon, like a flash ... and then came back in the dark.
it happens .... the last one I saw was my nephew, if he was born ... but it was never born, and I saw with the ultrasound that his heart stopped beating .... even though I expected it, was not a moment that I remember with pleasure. Before running into this reality, I always thought that unborn babies were a painful memory, but basically nothing more then... but I discovered how the loss of a life you want, and waiting, but never came to be a wound that does not heal .... I found out after I started working Prenatal clinic of how important it is for the mothers of those special children see the corpses, give a real precious little things that do not have never seen the light, or perhaps have seen it for a moment too soon, like a flash ... and then came back in the dark.
I came into contact with an association that deals with support for parents of these meteors children ..... it was not a nice experience, I met with violent anger many mothers that insensitive colleagues treated as numbers,and they have bestowed upon me the pain of their loss and deep pain, of the total lack of empathy and understanding of who does this job damn nice and hard without getting his soul .... definitely they had every reason in the world but I was not really the right time to support them .....
The association, if you want to know, is called Ciao Lapo, is headquartered here in Florence ....
The association, if you want to know, is called Ciao Lapo, is headquartered here in Florence ....
Ierisera, when I left the Delivery Room, I went to the city center, and I took a walk to Piazza del Limbo ..... I had a coffe cup near the Ponte Vecchio, then I went back home and I went to bed. . I had to work this morning.See ya soon
