Well...let's play good news, bad news shall we?

I got my period (or so I thought) the end of January...the thing is it didn't stop...for three weeks. The last week was full of real painful cramps. I thought I had just forgotten how cramps feel and that I was being a wuss. Mike begged me to let him take me to the emergency room...but I was stubborn and refused...on numerous occassions. To appease him I finally made a doctors appointment. The doctor examened me and had me pee in a cup. Then to my GREAT SHOCK she comes in and tells me I'm pregnate. The thing is...I didn't think I could get pregnate...so I was REALLY suprised. Mike took the news better than I did.

The next day we went in for the ultrasound and found out that the baby was stuck in my left felopian tube...an eptopic pregnancy they call it. The doctor sent us straight to the emergency room where they admitted me and aborted the pregnacy. They gave me two shots of some chemo drug in the ass and observed me over night. They released me early this afternoon and I am at home now and recovering.

I am doing okay...lots of pain. And I'm at the whim of my fucking hormones...which is just as hard for Mike as it is for me if not harder. He's been a real tropper and a real good support...he stayed all night with me in the hospital.

This is good news...it means that when we ARE ready... I CAN get pregnate. This was all for the best because were not ready for a baby...so it's just ANOTHER thing were going through...which we will emerge from stronger and closer.

P.S. Excuse the misspellings...I couldn't find the damn spell check button.