Had my second blood draw today. I was hoping my favorite nurse would be the one doing the draw, but she was out today, so I got someone who was equally nice, but not up-to-date on my history. I didn’t even consider asking for the results today, but as soon as I left the office, I regretted it. So what did I do? I went and bought a 2-pack of tests, of course! What else did you think I would do?
I stopped home before going back to work so I could pee. (I think it’s worth mentioning that I had already peed a record FOUR TIMES this morning before taking the test. And the last pee was probably only about an hour before. I was a peeing machine today.) Anyway, I ripped it open, peed on it, and watching, with my heart beating a million miles an hour, as the pee slid across the window. And instantly, there were two lines. Not even a minute later, I had this beautiful sight in front of me.
This HAS to be a good sign, right?
Hoping for an awesome number tomorrow!