I miscarried July 30, 2007 (13wks).
My best friend died in a car accident the same day.
My reaction...
I haven't been able to feel much of anything since this happened. I think I cried once, but it wasn't a good, long cleansing cry. It feels like it happened to someone else, and I was just an observer. When I got back from the hospital, I just sat on the bed and stared at the wall for a week. I think I lost about fifteen pounds. But I didn't feel hurt or sad about it...I'm angry at myself for not feeling that way. My mom keeps telling me it's not healthy, and everyone else I've known who's had a miscarriage thinks it's just WEIRD that I'm acting like this. Maybe it has something to do with me being bipolar, I don't know.
My hubby and I weren't married, or even together at this point. If I try bringing it up or talking about it, all I get is a blank stare, or "I see..", or "I'm sorry babe" and a quick change of subject. I hate sounding repetitive, so I've stopped mentioning it to him...
I've been in counseling for a loong time, but a counselor can only go so far...
Any words of wisdom would be very welcome at this confusing point in my life...
Hubby and I are trying to concieve again, and while I'm excited about getting pregnant, I'm worried that I won't be able to get pregnant again, or something will happen to this baby too..