Well, the Dr.’s app went like this:

“Have you had intercourse lately?”, “yes”, “Did you use protection?”, “Pull and pray” (with a little laugh from me), “Well Angi, there is a good chance you are pregnant.  I can not schedule your tubal until next week – IF you start.  I can not even schedule blood work, it is too early to see if you are pregnant.”

So, here I am 8 dpo still feeling ill and sore from my wonderful fall down a flight of stairs on Wed and won’t even know what the hell is wrong with me until sometime next week.

I’m gonna take my sick ass to the bathroom to pee.