Still nothing. Just a stark solo line on Thursday morning's test and very clean underwear. I am obsessively agonizing at this point. I feel like I'm going to the bathroom every 30 minutes just to see if it might all be over.
And yet, I can't help but feel hopeful. This morning on my run, I kept seeing coins on the ground. When I was almost home, I saw a penny and kept on walking. A few paces ahead, I stopped dead in my tracks and went back for it. Who cares if it's not heads up? I'm going to take whatever I can get. I don't want to be kicking a superstitious gift horse in the mouth, right?
In case you're wondering why I had a camera with me on my jog, I got an iPhone for my birthday about a month ago. It's only kind of bulky to run with it (in a belt clip), but I really like being able to snap a picture whenever I want. And know if someone's trying to reach me when Ella's at school, and use the stopwatch, and listen to the iPod, and... It's the best damn piece of technology I've ever owned.
How long do you think I should wait before I take another test? Providing I don't wake up in the middle of the night to the highly probable conclusion...



Oh, the agony. Any new news?
Posted by: Jen | April 07, 2008 at 09:35 AM
Argh, this entry was two days ago! That's a glacial age, in end-of-cycle-obsessiveness terms. What's going on? Period still MIA? If it is, it might not be a bad idea to pop into your OB/GYN's office for a blood test. Seriously. The internet wants you to.
Posted by: Summer | April 07, 2008 at 08:23 AM