Blood test postive. Beta is 26.
I really can't decribe the feeling other than complete and utter disbelief. There was NO WAY this was right. Wasn't my temperature dropping? Wasn't the home test I took the day before a complete stark white negative?
Yes, all true. True enough to where I actually considered not even bothering to show up for my beta test. Why should I? There didn't appear to be any reason and I'm not one to enjoy insult to injury by having to donate blood and THEN be told my test is negative.
As I hung up the phone in stunned disbelief I could think of only one thing: My husband was RIGHT. That meant that I - the woman - was going to have to admit he was right. He said those pee tests were meaningless and he would only believe it when we had the blood test.
Damn. After all this time of thinking I would 'just know' I was pregnant I have to eat crow. Hopefully it won't make me sick.
So after waiting so long to finally see it, I did what any normal woman who has never gotten a positive pregnancy test would do. I immediately left work and went to the grocery store where I proceeded to purchase a name brand home pregnancy test and a bottle of water. Sure enough.
They weren't lying:
I immediately bought 37 more tests of varying brands. I was dreaming! This couldn't be! Nope - it was all real. I am pregnant.
It's taken some time to post about this because I'm afraid if I get this in writing too soon things won't go well and I'll be forced to write a retraction. As it stands we're five days from our first ultrasound and everything has gone perfectly. I guess I can buck the system for once.
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