9dpiui
I dreamed I got up, peed on a stick, and got a positive. Then I woke up. Then I peed on a stick, and got a positive. Then I woke up again. Over and over, layer upon layer of peestick dreaming, like if Inception were made by Serono.
Then I woke up for real. Peed on a stick. Negative.
Still only 9dpiui. At least one more day before I start getting depressed.
Then I woke up for real. Peed on a stick. Negative.
Still only 9dpiui. At least one more day before I start getting depressed.
Labels: infertility, project 2.0
posted by electriclady at 6:23 PM
3 Comments:
Fucking negatives. I hate to-good-to-be-true dreams like that, because it takes me awhile to get settled into reality again.
I hope the next couple of days bring a positive in the conscious world.
Oh good grief. Minds! Why do they do this to us?
I thought of you this morning. Will be thinking of you again tomorrow.
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