I’m not talking about an emotional viewpoint; I’m talking about these ovulation tests! This morning! Another positive! What’s going on in there, body?
My Lovenox shot stung today but there was no blood when I withdrew the needle. What that means for bruising, I don’t know. I’ll just have to wait and see. Speaking of bruising, this is the bad boy I ended up with yesterday. BEHOLD ITS PURPLE-Y MAGNIFICENCE!
I don’t know if the diminutive size of my bruise as a testament to my (previously untapped) skillz at stabbing myself with a needle or to my belly flab. However, the simple act of bragging about my teeny-tiny injury is probably dooming today’s injection site to blow up into a massive contusion that will swallow me whole. Stay tuned!
I picked up a couple of pregnancy tests yesterday. I don’t think I am knocked up but we did have unprotected sex around the time I might have been ovulating so it is a possibility. A slim one but a possibility all the same; wouldn’t it be a trip if I got pregnant from one shot right off the bat? Assuming that I am on a 28 day cycle, my period should roll around on the 12th. However, my birthday is on the 10th and I want to gorge myself on sushi so I’ll be taking a pregnancy test around that time to make certain that’s okay. If the test turns out positive, I guess it will be French food again!
Thank goodness cake isn’t off-limits during pregnancy. I would simply die without cake.