Diamond_splinter, that pretty much sums up my problem I think. I am so much in denial. I keep talking to my baby and asking it to be okay. Logically, I know it isn't there, it's dead but..
Yesterday, I had a good cry. I'm so tired. I don't want to think about what's coming up next. I don't want a d&c. I know it's not rational, but it would feel to me like I was killing my baby.
My doctor didn't mention misoprositol or any other non-surgical procedure to me. He only discussed d&c. I'm kind of angry about that. He and his one colleague are the only 2 doctors in my town to do d&c's and I can't help but think that he just wants to profit from my pain (i'm sure that's irrational too but..).
My friends have been extremely supportive so far. They haven't avoided me and they've asked a lot of questions. I was kind of scared to tell one of my friends because her and I have been semi-estranged for a while and I wasn't sure how she'd react. She has actually been the biggest help (besides my dh) and amazingly supportive.
I feel like I need to tell everyone that knew I was pregnant that the baby has died. And I keep wanting to apologize for telling them such horrible news. I know I would rather be told than find out from a friend by asking how the baby/pregnancy is going so i'm trying to do for them what I would want in their situation. It's actually me just trying to avoid thinking about my biggest worry, which is how the baby is going to come out.
Thank you, diamond and mama, for your support during this trying time and i'm sorry for your loss.
I think this is one of those times when women really just wish they could be a man. No one should go through this.