The land of the nothing

This second part of my story is called the land of the nothing.. It was about two weeks after I arrived home from the hospital that it actually sunk in.. My child was gone.  My belly was empty and so was my soul.  The realization of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks.  Boom...my child is gone....Boom....my belly is empty...Boom..Just weeks ago I felt her kick inside me....Boom...now I have nothing.  All of these thoughts hit me at once while I sat on the edge of my bed.  I cant breathe...I cant breathe...if I can just get to the restroom to splash water on my face, I would be fine.  This was my thought process.  As soon as I stood up...my knees gave out and I fell to the floor.  The only thing that would come out of my mouth were screams! I screamed for my loss child...I screamed for the emptiness that I felt...I screamed for the darkness I felt...I screamed for what seemed to be an eternity.  I soon gathered myself to sit up, but everything was dark.  I was numb.  I was empty...I was entering into the land of the nothing....Where nothing made sense...Where nothing felt right...where I could feel nothing.....to be continued...