It was too soon anyway.... 💔

Tuesday, for the first time ever being pregnant I experienced morning sickness. (Or what I thought was morning sickness). Went to the bathroom and noticed some light pink spotting, but didn't pay it any mind. Thought it was implantation bleeding. Later that night I didn't feel right and went to the bathroom and to my dismay noticed some bright red blood. Trying to stay calm and positive I head over to the ER just to make sure everything was okay. I'm immediately taken for an ultrasound and the radiologist says your cervix is closed, the sac is there. How far along are you? I tell her 7.5 weeks. She says the embryo is measuring 5.4weeks and the fetal heart rate is low. I see the doctor they diagnosed me with a threatened miscarriage and say to rest until my prenatal appointment comes which is Friday but to come back if things get worse. Well I rested as much as I could. Hubby left for work the next morning and said rest and keep our son safe and kissed me goodbye. An hour later I text him and said, it's happening the bleeding won't stop I'm so sorry I lost our son. Within an hour he was home taking me to the hospital where we indeed found out my hcg levels were dropping, increased bleeding with clots and I was scheduled for a d&c. We both were hurt but tried to stay strong for each other. While waiting for the d&c we decided to call the family and tell them. Every one said geez how do you guys find time to have sex with a 4 month old, no one offered condolences, no one said are we okay. All they could say was..... Well it was too soon anyway..... 😔💔