On the 13th January, 6 days before my second wedding anniversary, my world shattered to pieces.
I was all alone in the hospital room when the nurse confirmed my miscarriage and as I broke down my husband wasn’t allowed to be with me. It was a hard and difficult time as I didn’t know how to handle the news by myself. The nurse was lovely and comforting, but I needed my husband there.
I wish hospitals start to allow husbands inside the room as no one should endure this pain alone.