Tag: beta hcg
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Hurry Up and Wait Some More

Well, I just found out that since I went to an outside lab for my beta today instead of driving the hour and a half to the clinic, my results won’t be available to me until tomorrow.

I already know what they’re going to say.  “I’m sorry, hun… It’s a no this time.”

The worst part is that I am still taking the Prometrium, holding onto that tenuous shred of hope that 13 home pregnancy tests might be wrong.  By doing so, I am delaying the start of my next cycle – which I am already eager to get started – as I’m 99.9% sure this one is a bust.

Ugh.  No Wine Wednesday for me…

Bring on Thirsty Thursday!!

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Beta Blues

Wednesday, March 7th, 2012.  CD28, 14DPIUI.

This is the result of the home pregnancy stick I peed on this morning:

 

I mean, at least now I won’t be as crushed when I get the results of my beta back later today…

Le sigh.  Maybe next month…

 

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Backward Desserts

August 30th, 2011.  CD27, 11DPO.

Life is crazy, but as a wise man once said, it goes on.  Tomorrow, it will take me back to the lab for my beta, regardless if Aunt Flo shows her ugly mug tonight or not.

And I’m betting she will.  Usually when I eat chocolate cake for dinner, something’s up.  Also, there’s been the cramps and bloating and the general feeling of dying from the inside out.  That usually gives it away.

Then again, another wise man said “Life is short.  Eat dessert first.”  Or maybe it was a woman.

Sounds like something a woman would say.

I’m too lazy to Google the author of that particular statement, sorry folks.

And now for a little update on something in my life not related to my woefully barren uterus:

The move-out of the old apartment in the Detroit suburbs is complete.  Signed off on that place today, thankfully, which means that the move-in process can officially start.  We have our furniture mostly in place and all, but it’s not really home yet.  The paint isn’t finished, which is the biggest thing, and once that all comes together, I can get some things on the walls and it will feel more like home.

On a related note, I waited till I knew the husband was good and drunk at Toledo’s German American Festival before I told him how much money I spent at Ikea last weekend.

Those damn Swedes and their modern decor really have my number, I’ll tell ya what.  Then again, so do the French, because I spent almost as much at Target the same day.  Guess I better control myself, eh?

As far as the new job goes, I am really enjoying it.  It’s busy, and complicated, and I’ve been assigned to two different projects simultaneously, but it’s everything I want in a workplace.  Nice people, a kitchen, a secret passageway to the coffee shop downstairs that makes the most delicious tea lattes you’ve ever tasted (it tastes like Christmas in my mouth!), and an unlimited supply of post-it notes at my disposal.  I have set hours, and an hour-long lunch break, which is making it easier to actually consume the amount of calories I need to in a day, plus I am not on my feet all day burning said calories, so I may actually put on a few pounds!

Oh, and if I keep it up with the lattes (and bagels… did I mention the bagels?), that will probably move the weight-gain process along nicely.

And cake for dinner doesn’t hurt either.

God, I love cake.

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