I lost my baby. I was 7.5 weeks. I'm on so much pain but can't afford an ER visit so no pain meds no insurance. I'm sad. I'm mad. My husband started a new job so he can't take off so I'm home alone with two toddlers losing my baby. My mom can't help she's paralyzed and my MIL didn't answer her phone. I just feel alone. I had hope now I feel lost. I quit my job because I was pregnant and my nerve condition (CRPS) was making me struggling with life and I wanted to take care of my body for this baby. I'm just lost. I wanted this baby I prayed for this baby. Now I'm frantically trying to reschedule my life for the next couple days and take care of my toddlers and all I want to do is curl up in a ball and cry about my baby and my pain and I can't because life doesn't stop. Not for pain and not for grief.