Lala asked me if I’d
POAS recently and I confessed. Last night my kooky brain said… What
if what you thought was your period was actually implantation
bleeding?* She was horrified that I peed on a stick before I even ovulated, but just go ask her what she did! Go on, ask her.
I did christen the first OPK stick of the cycle this morning. And
instead of saying low, it said high (but not peak). This is because,
once again, I dunno when the heck was Day 1, seeing as how my period
kept trying to come but I kept sending it back where it came from with
those damn progesterone suppositories. So uh, yeah, here we go again…
*In my defense, my sister said with at least two of her pregnancies, she thought she had her period.
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Hey, you just never know unless you pee on the damned sitck.
Also, on your last post: I tend to buy myself little pick-me-ups every period–though I’m usually so bloated ’round that time that I have to stick with shoes, jackets and bags. I now have far too many of each, and nowhere to wear them, what with being unemployed. I was just so SURE I’d need those maternity clothes by now.
–Bugs
yur tryin’ to git me in trubble here, ren’t yu Cletus?