I wanted to share my experience with the mistreatment I have experienced at the hospital with my miscarriage because im sure im not the only one, its been a few months since it happened and im still dealing with the trauma...

I had a miscarriage at 8 weeks in October 2019. I woke up gushing blood and my family rushed me to the hospital. They got me a wheelchair and wheeled me in the blood was gushing everywhere all over the chair the floor but i was still told to "wait" i waited for what seemes like an eternity to the point where my mother almost got kicked out because she was screaming "shes bleeding out and you arnt doing ANYTHING" after about 10.mintues they got me to a room where i contuined to bleed out, none of the doctors where concerned not one bit, my body started to start contractions and it was the worst pain iv ever felt i started yelling and crying and still the doctors did nothing nor where they empathetic in anyway. I had my legs up and within seconds i was pushing out clots that where the size of my hand and still they did nothing exept come in and say "yeah thats normal" and walk away my body would contract on its own making my whole stomach move on its own and i would freak out because i had no idea what this was and they say "yeah normal" and walk away my husband held my hand as i cried and cried in so much pain and hopelessness and he felt completely helpless but was with me every step. It was pretty clear i was having a miscarriage but they refrused to give me pain meds until after a vaginal ultrasound after an hour of contractions they finally decided to give me pain meds without an ultrasound, morphine did absolutely for me i was still in horrible pain again they said "yea thats normal it will get better" after 5 hours they finally did a vaginal ultrasound which is traumatic hearing "im sorry no more heartbeat your baby is gone", after it was done the tec laid out some diapers and heavy pads for me she said she would be right outside but as soon as I stood up blood went everywhere and a huge clot fell on the floor i yelled for help but no one came i waited 15 minutes before someone who was just looking for supplies came in he helped me and told me how sorry he was he was the nicest person i delt with, i was so weak i couldnt even put the stupid diaper on. He put it on for me and never once made me feel ashamed. Other than him i have never seen such unprofessional and unempathic people in my whole life, i literally have ptsd from this experience, its heartbreaking enough to lose the thing you wanted most but to go to a hospital where they treat you like sending an animal to the slaughter, no empathy no care no regard. Makes you not want to try again. But we will try again, and maybe one day i will be able to look back and say "this experience made me stronger"