Maybe I should have digested the BFN on that first test a little longer before I blogged about it. I really didn't mean to come off so negative, but it was just one of those days.
Do not fear, my fellow bloggers. I haven't gone off the deep end... yet. Besides, there is new hope today. The test I took this morning showed a very, very faint second pink line.
Tomorrow, the mystery will be solved and we'll find out whether that faint line is a figment of my grand imagination, or if it actually indicates something. Since I'm all alone here I didn't have anyone to examine the stick with me. I showed it to Brody (my Pug) but he just wanted to lick the stick. Yuk.
I have to work tomorrow until closing. I'm still trying to decide if I want the nurse to call me at work with the results or leave me a voicemail so that if the news is bad, I can at least get through the day without having any sort of meltdown in front of my co-workers or our customers. Of course, if it's good news, I'd love to have someone to share it with in person.