Monday, December 23, 2002

 
was thinking about how stupid it is to have to go back in for a third test when I KNOW I'm not pregnant. when I've known it was over since that first spot of blood. let alone all the rest - what came next, my temperature, how my body feels.
and into my head popped the thing I'll call this embryo that is no longer. Elvis. as he, or she, has most certainly left the building.
naughty Elvis.

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