So, even though both the door and the book have been closed on Plan B, I still have Hope. Hope is a total biiiitch and I truly hate her. Why, just today she woke me up at 5 AM whispering “Hey, you’re late [yanno, late] and you do still have all those Clearblue Easy digitals I wouldn’t let you throw away…”
(Okay, I used the grocery store brand non-digital first but I threw away the box when I cleaned out the bathroom so I wasn’t entirely sure what the result was, so I *had* to bring out the big gun).
(Oh, and the CBE digital said “Hell No!”)
(Here’s an idea: funny pregnancy tests – the results are “thumbs up” for positive or the middle finger for negative)
(It would be PERFECT. The first pregnancy test for people who can’t understand the regular tests and are illiterate and can’t read the regular digitals)
(Then again, some people take these tests hoping to not be pregnant, so maybe this would have to be marketed to illiterate infertiles, which is an awfully small group)
So, thank you for listening to my TMI tale, dear blog readers. I don’t think Gene would have understood (“Well of COURSE you’re not pregnant!”) – it’s just that Hope is awfully beguiling with the “You never know!” stuff.
I’m sorry. 🙁 I know the pee stick agony all too well… I am the person who takes them apart and holds them under every kind of light in the house to see if I can see two lines. I could never handle the digital ones because they didn’t allow me to obsess as much. LOL!