ARGHHHHHHHH

Maybe we can start this day over....

It was after 3:30pm and I still hadn't heard from my Dr as to whether the results had come through, so I gave them a call. The substance of the conversation went as follows:

"Hi, I'm just wondering if my results are in"

"Oh yes... yes they are... and yes, you are pregnant"

"What?? Are you kidding? You're sure?"

"Yes, yes you are!"

"I can't believe it, oh my god..." (and more phrases like this!)... "... and you're absolutely sure?"

"Yes, I mean your levels are low but they are low when it's this early"

"Hang on, what do you mean by low? Couldn't they just be low because its the excess of the Ovidrel that is still in my system? That I'm actually not pregnant?"

"Oh... well.... um.... hang on... let me check"

(2 mins later)

"The girls here in the office think the Ovidrel could be in your system for up to two weeks so I'm sorry to get your hopes up, it could still be that. I will have to speak to the Dr and get back to you"

WHAT ON EARTH JUST HAPPENED?? First I was so excited I was shaking and could barely speak. Next I felt myself plummet way down after she confirmed my worst suspicion.

Now, I am NOT supposed to be the expert in all of this. I am the patient... a patient who has been dealing with them for months now, whose history they know (or should know) intimately and to have something like that happen... I'm lost for words.

So now, they want me to go in for another BT on Monday - by then it will be conclusive (either that or AF will arrive anyway and let me know one way or another).

Back to the drawing board!