I hate waiting.

*sigh*

My system still hasn't let go. The ultrasound showed nothing, my HCG levels are falling, so why hasn't my system let go yet?

At least it had the good grace NOT to show for Valentine's day.

I almost couldn't take it this morning. Sitting in the OB's waiting room, one mother with two rambunctious toddlers (one of whom was "reading" Baby magazine when I walked in and talking about all the babies in it), two brand new babies, and four pregnant bellies were in there before I left. Thank goodness for Joe. Seriously. I had to keep leaning into his shoulder so I wouldn't cry. Dr. Jones walked by at one point and squeezed my shoulder as she went by.

I wish they had two waiting rooms. One for people with children and mommies-to-be, and the other for those who don't have kids and can't stand seeing them right now.

It's bad enough sitting there waiting for the axe to fall. I just want my system to let go so I can start this over again. But I don't want to have to go through *THIS* again.

It just hurts too damned much.