The only reason I went back for the suggested final test of my beta hCG level yesterday after being so close to zero last week is because I was hoping that it might have risen, for a reason entirely unrelated to what I was being followed for, even though, even if it were going to rise, it would more than likely be too soon to know.
I spent the day in a state of anticipation much too excessive for the chances of what I was in it for and arrived home to the message that the level was ... zero. As expected given the circumstances of both situations. So why do I feel so crushed once again?
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