And what I did on Friday.
No, we are not trying to get pregnant.
No, we did not have a breech of the front lines this month or anything of that sort.
I am just on DAY 38 of a roughly 28-30 day cycle. I am regular except for a handful of times in my entire life, even then it was only a day or two. The absolute latest I ever have been was 37 days and that was my second cycle after KayTar because my body was still, ahem, getting its groove back. I've never missed a period unless I was pregnant, and I've never been pregnant and unable to get a result from a home test. In fact, I wasn't even late yet with KayTar when I found out.
And so I come to you, wise Internets, to tell me where the hell my period went without notifying me first? Because, DUDE, it is tripping me OUT.
And keep sweet KayTar in your thoughts and prayers today. We have the dreaded ABR this morning and she is showing HIGH LEVELS of doctor-phobia. On Friday when the nutritionist came to weigh and measure here, she went batshit crazy when it was time to lay down. It took the nutritionist, Josh, and me to hold her down. She's never so much as whimpered during this before. I'm a bit nervous about how today will go for her when she is already agitated. She's supposed to have GI x-rays, but I might hold off because I don't want to leave her alone in there and I don't know what to say when the technician says "Could you be pregnant?" BIG FUN! Just think of the KayTar today if you get a spare second. I hate that she is feeling so fearful right now. I'm fighting the VERY STRONG URGE not to call and cancel, because I want nothing more than to give her a reprieve. However, unfortunately, anything later than today will put us past the deadline for the Great School District/Insurance Switch of 2008. So the Brain demands I keep the appointment, even though the Heart is throwing a bit of an internal tantrum about it all.