Hopefully, Sorry for being OTT about your DH's friend. It does make more sense if she didn't understand the circumstances especially given her experience. How sad.
Termination is a very difficult issue. I have often wondered what I would do in a similar situation given my Ob history. I am a big believer in not judging other people because it is virtually impossible to know all of the pieces on their puzzle
I wish that you had been able to tell your friend but I can see how that would be difficult. Perhaps when the time is right a moment will present itself. Do you find it easier to be at work or do you wish that you had more time to heal on your own? I know what you mean about pushing it out of your head until you can cope. Just try to find the time to feel sad. You are entitled to feel that way and everything you are feeling is normal. You have been through a lot in the past few weeks.
As for the bleeding insanely heavily: Has it slowed down? I ask because I was in a similar situation following our first loss and I actually needed to have a d&c... Be sure to keep an eye on it especially if you start to feel poorly.
Chooster: The necklace is a lovely idea. I am sorry that you lost Henry. He was fortunate to have such a kind an loving mum for his short life.
SAMR71 7 months is not a long time in the grand scheme of things but it sounds as though you are coping well and taking it slowly. Having your daughter blessed and wearing a necklace to remember her are important ways to help you heal without feeling like you have to forget and move on.
I feel quite blessed that I have friends who do remember our unborn babies. One close friend was with me as a shoulder to cry on following the loss of Owen in Canada and was actually in the UK and came to the crematorium with my family when we lost Peter and Matthias. A second friend stayed with me for a few days following the twins cremation and she will occasionally tell me that she thinks of them and wonders what my life would be like with four boys and one daughter rather than 2 and 2 (which is what we have gone on to have). She was the only person brave enough to ask if she could come to the hospital and see the twins. It meant a huge amount to me to know that they were real to people other than DH, our children and me.
I don't even know the sex of the baby we lost at 13 weeks because I was offered a D&C and was never informed of any results (if tests were even done). I feel a great sadness when I think that this little one's life is somehow less valued or honoured because we have no name, no photos, and only scary hospital experiences to remember him or (as I imagine) her.
Sorry for another novel. I guess that it just shows how close to the surface the feeling of loss can be at times. It is nice to be able to talk/write about it once in a while.