I am still waiting. No news is good news, right?
I am scared to test tomorrow morning. Scared it will be negative. Scared it will be positive. Scared my period will start before I even have the chance. Scared it will be positive and it will be a mean lie. Scared that the next time I wipe it will be over. And mostly, I'm scared I've let my hopes creep up to far and that my heart will be broken, again.
I'm sorry that I don't have more substance than this today. It's all I can muster while I hold my breath for the next 24 hours.