4 billion tears.
6 packages of feminine products.
A couple of calls to a therapist.
Countless hours staring at my bedroom ceiling.
Almost a bottle of baby aspirin.
3 prescription refills of folgard.
Prenatals every day that make me nauseated.
4 or 5 trips to Human Resources to fill out paperwork so I can legally look my own labs up.
At least 10-15 trips to the hospital registration for labwork.
10-15 blood draws to my left arm. 2-4 in my right.
At least $100 worth of doctor office copays.
Over 180 minutes sitting in a waiting room.
More than 24 hours of commuting to the doctor or hospital.
(a few mental breakdowns)
(started a new antidepressant)
An entire bottle of aleve.
2 billion more tears.
You know what I have after all that?
Nothing. Nothing to show for it. I still have the scar on my left antecubital vein from so many needle sticks and scars on my heart.
Nothing in my uterus.
1 comment:
Sorry, But they do say that good things happen in tyme. :)
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