Late

It is never a good thing to be late. Unless you are either fashionably late or want to be late for at least 10 months. Lateness just causes undue stress on top of the regular stress we have in our lives. It's unhealthy.

I try not to be late if I can help it, obviously, to avoid any extra stress. I have enough in my life already, thankyouverymuch. And my body - well it's usually on time, too. Okay, I was maybe late one day, but that's it.

So when I was 5 days late, that extra stress I try so hard to avoid was creeping up on me. I had all the tell-tale symptoms, but couldn't wrap my head around the remote possibility because it would be extremely remote, if not impossible, as I had closed that chapter in my life 3-1/2 years ago after Jeffrey was born.

Does anybody else agree with me that the web sometimes offers way too much information? I think it does, which causes more undue stress. But there it was, written in black and white out in the virtual world: it IS possible to become pregnant after a tubal ligation. In fact, 2 in about 100 women get pregnant after having this procedure.

Call me cynical, but I did NOT want to fall in the latter category. I. Am. Done.

On day 6, when I was really starting to freak out, I caved and bought the cheapest pregnancy test I could find so I could ease my conscience once and for all and move on with my life. Negative. Relief.

Oh, wait a minute. Inconclusive. The control window shows nothing. Why can't I just get a straight answer, already?

On day 7, I sacrificed $15 to get the medical opinion. No, definitely not pregnant. Not even a risk of it being a tubal, which is a likely outcome, coupled with the fact that I experienced one of those back in 2001.

All is well. I'm just, um, getting old, I guess.

And after the week I had, I couldn't be happier with that blatant reality!