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Pregnancy Scare

Posted on April 28, 2003 by under Life.    

And the saga continues..

Brian and I couldn’t wait another day to find out if I was indeed pregnant or not so when he came home from work on Saturday night (which is around 12:30 am because of his crappy schedule) we both drove to Wal-Mart to pick up another pregnancy test.  Normally we go to Dillons, which used to be open 24 hours also, but the two that are near our house close at midnight now.  We found it out the hard way, one very rainy evening too.

Anyway we normally get Ept but in doing my research the other day, I found out that the Wal-Mart brand Equate pregnancy test kit was not only less expensive but also more sensitive (it can sense lower hCG levels thereby detecting pregnancy much earlier than other brands).  So we got a two-pack this time — just in case I screw it up again.

In case you were wondering how I screwed up, my big mistake was drinking all of that water — big no-no.  When you drink a lot of liquid hoping to force pee out, you actually dilute the hCG in the urine.  And even though it says on the box that the test can be taken at any time of the day, it is best to use your morning urine.  The sample has to be in your body for at least four hours in order for it to contain the highest level of hCG possible.

On Sunday morning I woke up anxious to take the test.  I didn’t want to miss my pee or not have enough on the test so as soon as I sat down, I put the wand between my legs and counted, “One Mississippi.. Two Mississippi..”  According to everything that I have read, you also must have five seconds worth of pee because not enough pee may render the test invalid.  Or, worse yet, the test result will be negative when you are in fact pregnant.

The test, once again, came back negative.  I will not describe to you what I found when I got up but if we would have waited another week, we wouldn’t have had to buy another prenancy test kit.  Another $20 down the tubes.  But as they say, better safe than sorry.  Brian and I are actually thinking of putting me on the birth control patch because this Billings thing is starting to be more trouble than it’s worth.

Before we move on to that, however, Brian still wants to make sure that I’m really not pregnant.  At this point I’m convinced that I’m not but he still has doubts.  A couple of minutes after I went back to bed, he got up to pee and double-checked the results (still negative) — this, even after I told him that I got my period already.

He’s like, “Are you really on your period?  Are you bleeding a lot?”  Still unsatisfied he goes, “Let’s see how long your period lasts.”  As if there is some magic formula which states if you only have an ounce or two days of bleeding then you really are pregnant — despite what the pregnancy tests tell you!  This whole pregnancy scare has turned my husband into a superstitious old lady!

I can’t say I blame him.  After all, this has been the closest of all our close calls.  

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