Ahhh...

My symptoms got much worse as the evening wore on. I ventured out to the local statcare with Scott in tow.

I told the doctor what was going on. Gave a urine sample and waited. He came in the room a bit later and told me that I definitely had a bladder infection. But there was a surprise. He said that I came back positive for being pregnant. My heart skipped a beat for a minute as I thought to myself "How could a blood test and three transvaginal ultrasounds miss that?!" I closed my gaping mouth and then I realized why it said I was preggers...

I got a shot of HCG this morning. HCG is the pregnancy hormone. My shot will say in any urine or blood test that I am pregnant for the next 7-10 days. So, after I told him "wha' had happen was" he said that if he had known that from the beginning, he would have never had the pregnancy test run. I apologized for my shoddy information, just that you don't exactly remember every last detail when it feels like you are in the movie "Alien" and one is about to burst through your abdomen.

So I will be adding an antibiotic to my medicinal arsenal for the next week. So much easier to handle than making yourself believe you have ovarian cancer.