I was needing to call out

I saw Orgasmic Birth in New Jersey last week and I had an experience I thought you might be interested in hearing.   I saw the movie a little more than a week after I found out that my pregnancy had ended with a missed miscarriage.  I was still carrying the pregnancy, waiting to see if my body would release it on its own without the D&C.  After learning of the miscarriage, I almost skipped the movie.  But my experience with my health care providers in the aftermath of the miscarriage news had been so horrific that I felt like this might be a good time to be making myself more aware of the issues for women and birth.  So I saw the movie.   On Tuesday night after the screening, I began to bleed at home.  A few hours later I was seeing some tissue.  In the middle of the night, when my pain was coming in waves about every two minutes and I was needing to call out because of the severity of the pain, I began to wonder if what was happening was normal, if maybe I should go to the hospital.  In those moments of panic, I remembered messages from your film.  Nothing was going to get better if I went to the hospital.  Strangers would surround me.  I would be more in panic there than in my own home.  So I lay down in bed, closed my eyes, and let my body do its work.  My husband stroked me and we had this experience of closure and sadness together.   Thank you for the film.  I know that my experience was not the intended purpose of the film but it helped me.   Emily