HOLY COW!

"I thought I had lupus!"

I had been really sick for two weeks, so my doc decided to run some bloodwork, warning me I may have something serious. I had Wright drive me to the doctor's to get the results, because I thought I was going to get bad news!

My doc came in to see me and said my bloodwork looked good. Then he took a second glance at the results and said, "Oh, you...might be...pregnant??" (I promptly felt the need to assure the doctor I'm married, since I have an allergy to rings and I don't wear a wedding band.) The doctor started going over my symptoms, getting more and more excited, and I started getting more and more excited. "I'd much rather be pregnant than have lupus!" Well, who wouldn't.

I went RUNNING out to the waiting room to tell Wright the good news.