Maybe You Need to Buy Some First Response!

Well I promised when I felt up to it to give you the details about how we found out about our little Pea (update from Babycenter says it is the size of a Pea!). I went home from work on Monday 19th and took a test because I was a few days late. And to my surprise it was POSITIVE. I went downstairs and saw that DH and Princess were playing a Tinkerbell game on the computer. I was very nervous and anxious about telling him as I knew he was going to be as shocked as I was. So as I sat there trying to come up with the words to say...Princess and DH gave me a perfect entrance. Princess, "Daddy, who's dis for? Dis game for me?" DH, "(sarcastic), No Princess. It's for our other daughter." Mommy, "speaking of..." Not exactly the way I wanted to tell him but hey, it worked.
The next morning I took another test, Positive. I called the doctor that day and they were having me come in on Wednesday to test and speak with the doctor. I knew it was a little early but I needed to talk to the doc immediately about medicines I was taking that I needed to stop taking right then. I went in and told her nurse (who I just saw the week prior for my yearly) that I thought I might be pregnant. She was excited and had me change into the gown for a pelvic exam. During that wonderful experience the doctor kept saying things like, "I can't find any evidence of an enlarged uterus, etc." As I came out of the room, the nurse (with a shocked look on her face) came out of lab and said, "you said you got positives at home right? Your test is negative." My heart dropped, my face flushed, my pulse was racing, and I couldn't breathe. How, in twenty four hours, could I have fallen in love with this little ball of cells? I took my two positive tests I had brought with me to the lab technician and they agreed that they were pretty positive....three separate technicians ran the test three times....negative.
As I sat down in the doctor's office he was "very confident that (you) are not pregnant. (Our) tests are very accurate, even in early pregnancy at detecting blah blah blah." I knew it was early, I was there to discuss the medications. He wanted me to continue to take the meds because he was so confident that I wasn't pregnant. He was awful to me. He said, "whatever made you think you were pregnant?" I pulled my little tests out of my purse and said, "well these." He went on and on about how OTC tests were not always accurate blah blah again. Anyway, I went back to the lab to have some blood drawn where the technicians were wonderful and trying to excuse the negative results away. One particularly nice tech looked dead at me as I was sitting there and asked me if I was okay. I simply said, "no." After that I left their office. I drove home alone and cried all the way home. DH called me to ask how it went and I told him the short version. He left work early to come home and be with me. On my way home, I stopped by CVS and bought another three pack of FR tests and a bag of chocolates. Took another test when I got home-positive. It was a horrible evening. I literally cried all evening. I called/texted a few close friends with a quick update. By dinnertime I was convinced that I wasn't pregnant or if I were it was only a chemical one and it would pass soon. After I got Princess to bed I started to play on the internet and research what would cause false positives. I found a little info about the meds I was taking but I also learned that doctor's office tests are usually not as accurate as First Response or EPT when detecting earlier on. I went to bed so confused and anxious for the phone call I should receive the next morning with the blood test results.
The next morning I sat at work jumping every time my phone would ring. The sweet nurse finally called me and with a skittish voice said,"we got your blood test results back...they are postive, you are pregnant!" I was in shock once again. I didn't know how to feel, act, do, or say. It was indeed a rollercoaster of a week. I called my DH, friends and family and told them the update. That there was a Baby D on their way!
I go back next week for another ultrasound and lots of other testing in which I hope to see the mean doctor again. I really want to tell him that "maybe you need to buy some first response!!!" Luckily he doesn't deliver babies anymore so I don't have to see him anymore! :)