Cynthia's appointment today for beta with her OBGYN was at 7:30am, I texted her around 8:00 to see how it went, she told me that she was warming up her car to leave and the car had rolled straight out into the neighbor's yard. So she was sitting there waiting for the tow truck to come. What are the chances of that? She didn't make it to the doctor's office until around 11am.
She's been anxious to find out for a few days now. I've been anxious too but my munchkin has been really really sick and that had kept me busy. But that's subject for another post.
So the time went really slow today, as you can imagine, Cynthia kept checking her records online since they always post the results right away, but nothing. At almost 5:00pm I got a text from her to call her at work. I felt so nauseous, sick to my stomach from anxiety, and could not call. I emailed Dan and told him to call her, I thought I would call him later. I was at work and could not take the horrible news of a negative at that moment. I thought I'll call at six, from my car, where I can just cry. Then I got a text from Dan: "357! Don't know what that means but Cynthia says she's pregnant!"
I've been crying like a baby, and then laughing hysterically. If someone sees me on the street they would probably think I should be locked up. I had to still work for another hour, then drive to the vet all the way to Malibu to pick up some antibiotics for my little one, and I'm just now at home. I told Dan I need 5 minutes to update the amazing women that have given me so much support, love, and confidence to keep going.
Today is the happiest day of my life. Cynthia is so excited, Tim is incredibly excited too and Dan and I are over the moon.
Thank you for your prayers, thank you for your kindness, compassion and support during this terrible nightmare I've been living.
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