If I didn’t know any better, I would think I was pregnant.
My boobs are killing me! What an odd time in my cycle for my boobs to hurt. And let me tell you how fricking nauseous I am. SO. FRICKING. NAUSEOUS. It started on Thursday evening. I went out to dinner with a friend, and on the way home, I started to feel sick. I thought maybe it was the burger. My stomach was not happy with me, and the ride home caused me to break out in a panicked sweat, afraid I was going to have a major problem before I could get home. I white-knuckled it all the way to my driveway, then bolted to the bathroom and…nothing. NOTHING. Not even a little “toot” or anything. But OMG, I felt so awful. My hands were clammy, my stomach was rolling, I wanted to throw up just to make it stop. I laid down and tried to fall asleep, but I couldn’t. And when I finally did, I woke up about ten minutes later in a cold sweat, my heart pounding, and the “I am going to throw up NOW” feeling. I ran to the bathroom, hunched over the toilet and…NOTHING. Nothing! I even tried to make myself throw up by shoving my finger down my throat, and still, nothing. Dry heaving for twenty minutes. This icky feeling has lasted for three days now. Maybe I’m coming down with something? Thanks, body, for being oh so sweet to me. Next time, I’ll take flowers and candy instead.
Other than that, I’m just waiting. I’m starting to get pretty impatient. I’m guessing it will be at least another 10 – 12 days before AF shows, and I’m already chomping at the bit to try again.