Saturday’s beta was nine, which, as you may notice, is not zero. Not only is it not zero, but it is a mere nine points lower than it was an entire week before. Which means that this thing is still not over, I have to have yet another blood draw this Saturday, and I am at least another two months from trying again, more on which later.
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JF Christ! Sorry that this has to d-r-a-g on and drag you down to the drs office for more needle pricks.
Sh*t! I’m sorry!
well, crap.
Have been wondering how you’re doing, and damn. Sorry. I hope you eat, I don’t know, nine pieces of chocolate cake or something to commemorate this crappy news.
bleh.
Shee-it.
Ugh. Sorry for the crappy news. I think I remember one of my blood draws being 6, and they told me they considered less than 5 to be zero. So for one lousy point I got to wait another week and go back. I second the idea of 9 pieces of chocolate cake. Or 9 shots of crown. You know, whichever.
Grrrrr… and double grrrr. So sorry to hear you still have to deal with this.
Ugh. I’m sorry it’s not what you were hoping for.