Sunday to Tuesday are always emotional days.
Sundays was when my week would advance and I would receive weekly emails to update me on my process.
Monday we were told there were no heartbeats.
Tuesday is when I was strapped on a gurney crying uncontrollably and woke up to an empty womb.
Today is the hardest as I work from home on Tuesdays and am alone in an empty house with my thoughts. I close my eyes and that hospital room is all I see through blinded tears.
Another reminder is I go weekly for blood draws to check my HCG. I used a cheap HPT yesterday and it was still positive, which means another week will need to go by until I am tested again for it to be zero before I am move forward.
We were allowed to be intimate today and I needed that connection to my husband. I needed this more than just physical needs, but I needed that emotional connection back.
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