"Miscarried and treated terribly"

Turned away by A & E when I told them I had had severe cramping and had lost all pregnancy symptoms, was told there was nothing they could do even if I did miscarry and doctor did a urine test and confirmed I was still pregnant, which I knew because I was 11 weeks pregnant and found out at 6 weeks, I knew it would still show I was pregnant even if I was starting to miscarry. the next evening my out of hours doctors told me that they would arrange a scan as I had begun bleeding and he couldn't understand why HRI hadn't given me a early scan. (was given scan at castle hill and told missed miscarriage, baby had no heart beat, I planned to miscarry at home naturally) a few days later I was in severe pain and painkillers were not even touching the pain at all so I had no choice but to go to hospital. I had begun miscarrying at this point. First of all I was told off like I was a child, I am 30 years old! for panting as its the only way I could manage the pain, I was given two strong painkillers I think tramadol, these did not touch the pain whatsoever. I waited a while and was given a bed and some gas and air and then left out in the corridor for 4 hours, all different corridors, I was as high as a kite as I couldn't come of the gas and air without the pain returning, because of this I was talking loudly to my embarrassed husband about bleeding all over the bed and losing the baby and laughing loudly. It was a very traumatic experience, if I came off the gas and air I was absolutely a emotional wreck. I really wish they had just given me some really strong painkillers and sedatives and sent me home. I wasn't able to go to the toilet to get cleaned up as they wouldn't allow me to take the gas and air with me, I tried making it to the toilet but I couldn't make it with the pain and so returned to my blood soaked bed. I was put in a bay, which was only slightly better than the corridor, as it was a little bit away from the waiting room, curtain was open though and security guard was stood in front of me (he must have thought I was some sort of drug addicted the way I was on the gas and air and laughing all the time). My husband was told to wait in the waiting room, I really could have done with him with me. A nurse tried injecting me with painkillers but couldn't get my vein with me being high and resistant to coming off the gas and air, as I kept moving. She was very short with me. When I was finally seen I explained to the nurse that I had been trying to conceive for a long time and so it was a very wanted pregnancy, after she had done what she needed to, she was talking with another nurse in the corridor in front of me calling my baby a product of conception, over and over they discussed my baby in this way, even when I asked if my baby was in there. I wanted to take the remains but nobody ever asked me whether I wanted them and I was not strong enough to ask for them as I felt it was unusual to want that, I now know it is normal.