The Infertile Scrooge

There is nothing quite like paying someone $25 to tell you that you aren't pregnant. Just kidding, I have been trying to suck it up through this bladder infection which resulted in a short trip to urgent care this afternoon. Nothing detected, but medication was doled out, and oh, I'm not pregnant. Starting my period a few days ago didn't clue me in to that reality, but hey, while you have my urine back there and are testing it for blood and/or bacteria, dump some on a pregnancy test too. I'm not upset because I realize that this is just what they do. Protocol. Anyway, I'm tired of not feeling well. Very tired of not being pregnant. So ready for Christmas to be over - call me the Infertile Scrooge.