It’s a big fat negative. I went and got the blood work done before our faculty retreat and got the dreaded phone call around 11:30. I stepped out to answer and was told that the test was negative. The nurses are always so nice when they call, but geez it hurts so much when they say those dreaded words…”I’m sorry”. Although I had taken a HPT (home pregnancy test) earlier that morning and it resulted in a negative, I was still holding out hope that it was wrong.
It was hard walking back into the library to continue our staff retreat with teachers who just announced their pregnancy, but I guess I am glad I was busy…I did not have time to dwell on it. Tank and Vader have been such great companions since I have been home and while Gary is out of town.
I am not sure what we will do for this next cycle. If we did another medicated cycle next month, I anticipate the IUI’s would fall on the first few days of school. I am debating whether to try on our own, but want to talk to Gary and see what he thinks as well.