Today was supposed to be a happy day!

Today was the day I was supposed to see my baby for the first time at my 12 week scan. Instead I am sat at home trying not to be upset because my husband doesn't get it. I started spotting at 5 weeks and hcg blood tests confirmed I was having a miscarriage 6 days later and the bleeding started that day. I continued to get positive hpt for two weeks when the hospital decided I should have a scan to make sure there was no retained tissue. Everything looked normal so they did a hcg test and found that my levels had trebled in those two weeks. I had repeat hcg blood tests every 2 to 4 days for the next 10 days until I ended up in hospital doubled over in pain. After another scan and blood tests I was diagnosed with a pregnancy of unknown location. Basically I had a very small amount of retained tissue that didn't show on the scan but was possibly ectopic. I was given the choice of doing nothing and hoping my levels went down on their own, a laproscopy in my Fallopian tubes ( which might damage them) or the Methotextrate injection. I opted for the injection and two weeks later I finally received a negative test result. That was last week. As soon as I started spotting my husband was convinced that the baby was gone and moved on and doesn't get why I am still upset about it because it was only a tiny and not much more than a few cells. The injection means that I now can not get pregnant again for at least 6 months because it may still be in my system and kill off or damage the baby during this time. My husband doesn't even realise that I was supposed to have the scan today and I don't feel like I can talk about how I m feeling because as far as he is concerned its over and done with and that's that.