My 20-week scan found that the baby's heart was not beating. We decided to induce the delivery. The next day, at 1pm, we went to the clinic. They gave me pills that would start the contractions. I decided not to take painkillers, as I realised that this was going to be the only effort, the only sacrifice, one of the only physical interactions, that I would have with the baby, although he was dead.
The first thing we asked when we got to the clinic was if we would be able to see the baby and what we could do with the body.
