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L'esprit d'ascenseur

I went in early this morning and had blood drawn. As I was waiting for the elevator, I saw my doctor in the hall. He arranged his features into a properly sober expression and said, "Not this time, huh?"

"I think it did work," I said, getting on. "Stick was positive."

"Hey, that's gr—!" I heard him say incredulously as the doors closed.

"Hee hee hee hee hee," I said, all the way down to the parking lot.

And great it is. My hCG level at 13 days past ovulation this morning was 72, a good, strong number.

I am pregnant. How'd that happen?