The phone rang on 24 April 2017 and I could see on the Caller ID that it was my OBGYN. My heart sank. I had been in on Friday for bloodwork. I answered the phone and my worst fears were confirmed when the nurse said, “Your hCG has dropped by 20,000. (Silence) You’re having a miscarriage and the doctor wants to see you right away.” It felt like the earth had opened up and was swallowing me whole. It had all been such a blur since finding out I was pregnant at 45, processing it emotionally, accepting it and then finally looking forward to having a second child. Now, just as suddenly as it had begun, it was all gone.
After experiencing a miscarriage I suffered in silence and then realized there is nothing to be ashamed of and it is actually more common than I realized. I share my very personal story in the video below in the hopes of challenging us all to take the shame and secrecy out of miscarriage.