Yesterday morning I was in th kitchen at work and someone was toasting a cheese bagel. The smell made me run to the bathroom and throw up. When I was out at lunch, the smell of tar in the parking lot made me have dry heaves. I've felt fatigued and nauseous and run down yesterday and today.
I had to go to Wal-greens on the way home. V picked up and carried her usual assortment of treasures around the store and keeps replacing them with whatever suits her fancy. In this case, started with a kite kit and plastic drinking glass. This was exchanged for a plastic baton and a bag of chocolate pretzels, then a baby bottle. We ended up with a Nestle Crunch on sale for 39 cents. We each had a small square in the car.
Anyway, you probably know what happened. I bought a test. It was negative. Of course.
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Damn. I was holding my breath while reading this as fast as I could. I'm sorry.
sorry :(
arg. i was hoping that you would say that you had previously wasted money on IF treatment or something. arg.
:( xx
I hate it when that happens! I swear, every time I feel a little bit off, I get all suspicious.
I just wasted three sticks this past week because I was sure I ovulated. Negativo, of course.
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