Limbo

So, I think I might be pregnant. Might, as in there's some evidence that I have slightly more than a snowball's chance in hell this month. Of course, I got all excited about it late last week, got my hopes up, and then had a bit of a setback (in the form of symptoms showing up that have always indicated before that I'm emphatically not pregnant) on Saturday morning. What I do know is that things are different this month, and my usual symptoms aren't acting like they normally do.

Of course, I'm probably not pregnant, but right now I just want to KNOW. Will I need to go in for bloodwork this weekend and an HSG on Monday or will I be calling my lovely PCP (not the rat-faced-bitch who saw me last week) to tell her the good news?

There's nothing to do now except wait it out. I figure that I'll know one way or another by Wednesday, and hopefully I won't completely lose it if I'm not pregnant. It probably doesn't help that the 1-year anniversary of when we started TTC is this Sunday. In any case, I could use some good thoughts from all of you this week.