I found out Wednesday (I was 11weeks 1day) when I went for a normal check up that my baby no longer had a heartbeat. Even worse the baby only measured 8 weeks 2 days. I was heartbroken. I had been soo sick for this pregnancy. Constantly in ER for fluids, unable to really eat. But it was worth it for my baby. Well I opted to try to pass the pregnancy at home on my own but then after talking to my mom and husband scheduled my D&C. Well the same day I scheduled it I passed part of the baby and it killed me to see the baby there. Within 15 minutes I began hemorrhaging blood. It just pour out of me. I filled a pad in 10 mins then I couldn’t even get up without blood running so I laid on the bathroom floor and called my mom and husband. My husband sped home from work and my mom rushed over. I tried to get outside to the car and collapsed in my driveway. My husband had to call an ambulance because I couldn’t even make it to car. I passed out in the ambulance and they got me to the ER. The bleeding continued. I was having plate sized clots followed by immense amounts of blood when they cleaned them up. Then my bp dropped. Like wayyy dropped. They went into panic mode. Initially I was meant to transfer hospitals for a d&c. Instead I ended up with blood being pumped in both arms. They called my OB to the hospital I was at and rushed me for an emergency d&c. I ended up needing a total of 4 units of blood. That’s nearly half my blood volume that was replaced. I am doing much better now but still resting. I thought losing my baby was the worst part but I almost died in the process and wouldn’t have been around for my other kids. My baby will always be in my heart. But I’m glad to have made it through all of this. I thought losing my baby would be the hardest part of all of this. I didn’t think I’d almost lose my life as well.