I can still remember:
- The fear, the heart-sinking, gut-wrenching fear I felt when I first saw the fresh blood stain.
- The panic, the heart-breaking panic that came over me when, about 15 hours later, I could feel contractions as my body prepared to expel my baby.
- The sense of despair that completely weakened me physically as I was examined in the hospital.
- The grief of losing someone that I loved so much but was never going to meet (that is a kind of grief that is very difficult to explain).
That was a dark time in my life and remembering it still has the power to bring tears to my eyes. The miscarriage changed me forever; I will never forget the events and the emotions of that experience. And I hope, the next time you see someone going through a pregnancy loss, you will remember my story and be a little more compassionate with her.
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