WOO-HOO

My last entry reminded me of some very good news: according to my wonderful doctor, the doctor I wanted to hug after he told me, I am not pregnant. This is good news for many, many reasons, and bad news for no reason. No pregnancy, no wondering what to do (in theory, I’d get an abortion, but I know myself well enough to know that I might not be able to do it), no pregnancy, no listening to people ask me why I’m giving it up for adoption, no pregnancy, no stress worrying how all my prescription meds might have affected the fetus, no pregnancy…Awesome.