Just a little prick!

Work was work and passed suitably quickly today. I raced out of the building casting a smiling glance to the groups of parents waiting outside a few little waves to the kids and I obeyed the 5mph as I drove out of the gates, then put my pedal to the metal and sped towards the WD's clinic.

This is partly IT, I mean really IT!

I got to the clinic and swooped through the iron gates and parked in an offensively bad way across the posh new drive and rang the doorbell trying to catch my breath, desperately trying to look professional and not like I have been crawling around on my hands and knees all day clearing up pooh and wee.

All excitedly I chirp that I am hear for my HCG test not realising the waiting room was full of people. I sat amongst the trendy lime sofas again and barely had a chance to open 'OK' when I was called by an old fashioned looking nurse in a sisters uniform. No blue pyjamas, (how disappointing).

I follow her through to a little ultrasound room.
'so this is exciting isn't it?' she said which I thought was a little odd,
'Well sort of' I replied, 'To be honest I expect the worse'
'Well you never know it could be twins' she smiled
'would be good though wouldn't it, if it was positive'
(what is this woman on?)
'Yes it would yes' OF COURSE IT BLOODY WOULD WE HAVE SPENT £5,000 TO BE UP THE DUFF IT IS NOT GOING TO BE A PROBLEM IF WE ARE PREGNANT!!
'I don't think it is going to happen, but who knows' I sighed,
'How do you feel do you feel any different?'
I really can't believe she is asking me this, on the positive side I would be all of two weeks pregnant, I am hardly going to be puking up my guts just yet, on the negative even if I do have sore breasts and have felt light headed it is more likely the vast quantities of hormones I am shoving in every crevice available.

This only makes me feel that I don't feel pregnant, bless her she didn't mean to confuse me she was probably just making conversation.
Needle went in quite painfully which is always a worry I don't mind needle pain, but this was sore. a couple of seconds later it is out, she pops a plaster on and I get up to go.

Just as I am asking her what happens about the results, I feel a warm trickly feeling and find my right arm is spilling out blood on to the floor (nice)
'Sorry' She said 'I used a rather large needle on you'
I make myself comfortable again and wait for my arm to regain colour.

Lunch time tomorrow 'The Finale' I phone the clinic, they tell me.

Could be curtain down, could be an encore, could be a standing ovation.

I took my prescription to the local pharmacy the girl asked me what the drugs were I said HRT,
'You're abit young for that' she said
I explained the IVF and told her
'I may be in tomorrow, I may not, I find out you see, whether I am pregnant or not, which means I may or may not need them'
'Thats fine' she said softly, 'Just give us a tinkle on the phone if you're not going to be in'................................................................