I Knew it was the right choice for me, but I didn't feel comfortable sharing that with anyone because I didn't want to deal with the judgement and people who would say things like, "Don't you want to keep this last piece of him?"
I spiked a very high fever the next day. I went to an urgent care clinic and lied, saying I'd had a miscarriage. Technically, I did- it's just that it was an induced miscarriage. They sent me to the ER to do an ultrasound to ensure that there was nothing left. Everyone was extremely kind to me, sympathizing with my 'miscarriage.'
My husband had shot himself in front of me, 2 weeks before I found out I was pregnant.