Last year, I had a MMC, discovered at the 12 week scan. This was on the Friday. I was told to go home, think about whether to let nature take its course, or have an ERPC (but not given any information other than the unhelpful advice that the shock alone would 'probably' make me miscarry), and come back on the Monday morning. I came back as planned, waited 2 hours to be seen, it turned out that despite being booked in, I'd been overlooked on the list. Finally saw the midwife, who arranged for me to have an ERPC the following day. Me and DH decided to go in to town afterwards, mainly so that I could pick up some toiletries, magazines etc for the day of the surgery. While in town, I got a phone call from the midwife, saying that she'd forgotten to give me some blood test forms, and it was important that I had the blood test that day, and could I go back to the hospital immediately. When I got there, 20 minutes later, said midwife was nowhere to be seen (she'd actually left for the day), and the receptionist knew nothing about it. She told me to go and sit on a chair in the entrance to the ward (facing the lifts), and wait until she found someone who knew what was going on. I had to wait half an hour, watching women coming for scans and antenatal appointments, and as triage is on the same ward, one women was wheeled past me obviously in advanced labour. It was very distressing. I nearly ended up walking out, but a nice community midwife who'd popped on to the ward briefly walked past, saw that I was in tears, and took me to a room and did the blood test for me (even though it wasn't her job to do so). I was so relieved that the surgery was in day procedures, in a totally separate part of the hospital!