A Tuesday Monday

Have you ever had one of those days where things go from bad to worse? Well that usually happens on Mondays at my job. However, since yesterday was MLK day we were out of school. So "someone" decided to make this a Tuesday Monday for me. I had to go into the doctor's office yesterday for blood work. They told me they would call me today. They did, early this morning and told me I needed a retest. They didn't really explain why but told me I needed to come in Thursday. As the girl kept talking, I started to sweat. Finally, I said honey you are scaring me. She told me that some stuff was low and I might have to take medication, blah blah, blah. I think I tuned her out by then and let sheer panic overtake me. I called my husband freaking out. He is the most wonderful man in the world and yes I know that I am bias. He took it upon himself to call the nurse and have a 15 minute conversation with her about the "situation". When he called me back he was able to calm me down and explain that she should have told me that everyone has to have the retest. It wasn't just specific to me. Then, he told me my HCG levels were fine, but my progesterone levels were low, not dangerously low though. Then, he went on to tell me that the nurse even said it could be because we were not able to nail down an exact date of my last period because of the starting at night on the ninth/tenth, stopping on the eleventh, and starting back on the twelfth. But it was enough, to almost send this girl (who like never cries) into tears. I was so worried for the life growing inside of me. But I cross my fingers that all will be alright and baby Boak will be just fine and we will see her in 9 months. Pray.