Our Twins Are Gone. Now I’m Fighting Just to Receive Care

Our Twins Are Gone. Now I’m Fighting Just to Receive Care.

A few years ago, we asked for help after my husband’s horrific motorcycle accident that took his leg. He’s a veteran, and at the time, we were just trying to piece our life back together.

Now, we’re asking for help again—but this time, it’s for something I never imagined having to plead for: basic medical care after losing our unborn twins.

We had been trying for almost two years. We were hopeful. We were already imagining how our lives would grow. But last week, during a routine ultrasound, we were told both babies had passed.

No movement. No heartbeat. No life.

Since then, my body has not miscarried naturally. I’m still carrying the weight of a pregnancy that’s no longer viable. As time passes, my risk of infection increases—and the trauma has been otherworldly. Physically. Emotionally. Spiritually. I need help immediately.

I’m grieving. I’m waiting. And I’m stuck in a cruel limbo between heartbreak and a system that doesn’t make it easy for women like me to access safe, timely care.

We don’t have insurance right now. My husband just started a new job.

The local hospital quoted us $10,000 for the hospital portion alone—and that doesn’t include the anesthesiologist or doctor’s fees, which are tracking over $5,000. I’ve applied for assistance. I’ve called every hospital in-state. I’ve looked into financing, insurance, Medicaid, and county aid. I’ve been turned away, put on waitlists, or told I don’t qualify. Researching like this while grieving, working, trying to take care of my family, with the shock has been the absolutely worse experience. And now we are here.

Some might suggest I “just take the pill.” But with twins, at this gestation, that process can be long, traumatic, and incomplete—especially after weeks of retained pregnancy. It’s not just about convenience; it’s about safety and dignity. What I need is a D&C—a standard procedure that could offer relief, closure, and protection from further complications.

At this point, I may have to leave the state just to get the care I need, which would add additional costs, time off work, accommodations, and logistics. I'm trying to avoid making this more taxing on my already grieving family.

This isn’t an abortion.

This isn’t elective.

This is basic medical care after fetal demise.

If we lived in another state—or had better coverage, or a different ZIP code—this wouldn’t be happening. I wouldn’t be begging strangers for help.

Miscarriage care isn’t illegal here—but it might as well be if you don’t have insurance. Hospitals quote $10,000+, clinics don’t offer this service, financial aid is limited and takes over 60 days to review, and families like ours are left navigating a medical crisis with no clear path forward.

What We Need Help With:

Hospital D&C costs

Anesthesia + provider fees

Potential out-of-state travel

Follow-up medical care

Every dollar brings us closer to peace, closure, and healing in the aftermath of this nightmare.

If you believe in bodily autonomy, medical freedom, or simply that no one should carry a lost pregnancy because they can’t afford care—you can make a difference here.

Please share. Please give if you can. Please help us be seen.

We’re still trying to build a life worth living.

We just need help getting through this chapter.

With love and gratitude,

Brittany and Kevin