A friend of mine had a miscarriage more or less during an out of town job interview. She knew because of the contractions, and the bleeding, and since this was an inconveniently timed pregnancy (and she was only a few weeks along*), she was not horrified.
Besides, there’s not a heck of a lot that can be done about an early miscarriage. And changing her airplane tickets would have been a hassle, etc. So she just went on about her business, and told people later. Also, her health insurance situation was sticky–she was probably not covered at the time of conception, though she was at the time of the miscarriage, so her pregnancy might have been able to be ruled a pre-existing condition and thus not covered.
So the part about having a miscarriage mid-board meeting doesn’t appall me.
But, there are times and places for Twitter, and I’m voting that mid-board meeting isn’t one of them.
And yeah, while this friend was not exactly devastated by her miscarriage, I think she had some guilt about being so happy to no longer be pregnant. Abortion would not have been an option for her–especially after publicly announcing the pregnancy (she worked for a church which is not known for its support of abortion rights). And life was simpler with just one child, as she prepared for a move . . .
*How she found out she was pregnant–cleaning stuff out from under the sink, she found a soon to be expired pregnancy test. So, rather than waste it, she peed on it. Pregnant. Woops! That explains the emotions the previous week. So since she wasn’t even officially late for her period, she was only two weeks along. Because she was the type of woman to tell everyone her business, I knew two days later. (OK, the people she told was a smaller, more emotionally connected group than that description sounded like. But still, I don’t understand some people’s need to announce pregnancy to all and sundry that early on, unless you are suffering from incapacitating morning sickness.)
[Details in this post are accurate to the best of my memory, but it’s been seven or eight years, and I’ve never been pregnant, so I may have some of them wrong.]