So I called my doctor's office today and told them I had a positive test at home. They told me to come in and confirm with one of their tests before I could be seen. Fine, no problemo.
Well after I got off the phone I got so dizzy I felt like I was drunk. I was stumbling and I had to scoot myself down the stairs for fear of falling. I called MIL and had her take me while Daniel watched the girlies. It was really bad. I had to drink more water and that made me feel better. I drank the water about an hour before the urine test.
*SIGH* Their test was negative. I can only hope that it was because I drank so much stinking water. Not to mention their tests don't pick up as much HCG as FRER (First Response).
Now when she walked in and told me, I actually felt very calm and peaceful. I said to her, "I'm not worried about it," and she said she wasn't either. She handed me a bag of prenatal vitamins anyway and got a lab write-up for a blood draw.
So I had my blood drawn right after the urine test. Results tomorrow, hopefully before lunch according to the nurse. I'll wait until noon and if they don't call then I'll call after their lunch hours. Blech, I feel like I'm going to be sick with waiting.
Why can't I just walk in, pee on a stick, have it come up positive? Why? Why? Why? Can't I just have another normal pregnancy, PLEASE? Part of me just feels very peaceful. I even thought to myself before I went, "Don't be surprised if it is negative because you're probably earlier than you think and their tests s*ck." But the human side of me that is fearful and scared is trying to take control of my peace. Again, "blighted ovum" are the words dancing around in my head.
*SIGH* Am I destined to only have dramatic pregnancies from here on out? I hope not. And yes, I'm fine. The dizziness wore off slowly after I drank more water. But that danged water may have caused me undue stress.