For the last ten days or so, I have been Experiencing Symptoms:
- Droopingly tired throughout the day
- Peeing ALL THE TIME
- Sore boobs
- Constantly, ravenously hungry
.. you probably know exactly where this is going, and you wouldn’t be alone: every single website on the entire internet thinks I am pregnant. Google says I’m pregnant. Facebook says I’m pregnant. WebMD says I’m pregnant and also cancer. Wikipedia said I was pregnant, but the article was deleted because . The point is, every time I get curious about my symptoms, everything says there’s but one reason for it all: totes knocked up.
Doubt is an insidious thing. Even though I know in every fibre of my tired, hungry, sore-boob’d, hafta-pee self that I am NOT pregnant and can’t possibly be knocked up because SCIENCE, I was still tempted to seek out a stick to pee on just in case. I had myself almost convince that the whole of the internet was right and I was mere minutes away from learning first hand how babby was formed when one sprang out from betwixt my nethers. I was dealing with the near panic attack that followed these thoughts when I caught myself being an idiot, and stopped. I took some deep breaths, and used some good old fashioned common sense to look at each symptom rationally .. and I found that every one could easily be explained away without any kind of embryonic sacs whatsoever.
- I’m frequently exhausted because I stay up too late every night
- I pee all the damn time because I drink Diet Coke and water non-stop
- My boobs are sore because it’s fucking cold at home and in the office so my nipples are at DEFCON 3
- Skipping lunch at work means I’m faint with starving when I get home
See? All perfectly logical reasons for all my symptoms, with nary a fertilized egg in sight. Still, I might be a *little* worried. I just need to keep repeating logic to myself, and maybe go to bed at a reasonable hour for once. Nice try, internet. Team No Babies 4 lyfe.