Yesterday

I went to get my sonogram on the 21st and everything seemed fine, but yesterday at 9:50am my ob called to break the news over the phone. I found that highly unprofessional and he was no help at all, so I decided to wait 8 hours in a hospital that took their time and explained everything to me. They told me I lost my angel the day before my birthday which means 8/27/17 and I am going through a missed miscarriage. They didn't send me home with any medicine or anything at all besides papers stating what it is. Here I am typing this while staring at this beautiful crib that I set up and crying my eyes out. I have no idea where to go from here and I am sick and tired of people saying they are sorry. I just wish I knew when it will actually be out of my system so I could at least be prepared for the real heartbreak of seeing my baby there in my hands.