The phone call came. I detected in the nurses voice that the news was not good. I was right – negative. Still no sign of Aunt Flo. Not pregnant just like I expected. For one brief moment, I imagined myself finding out a positive result and then not saying a word to anyone (unlike me) until when I was home with my husband. I just wanted to see the look in his eyes. Sadly this is not to be. Tonight I am going out with some girlfriends for dinner. A couple of glasses of red wine is on the cards. I just hope that no-one asks me any questions. One of my friends is likely too – as well intentioned as wht she is, she is thoughtless sometimes! Grrh!
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