Over view of my last week
It all started on Thursday the 20th October 2016.
Everything was fine, everything was so straight forward. To sort myself out, to apply to uni maybe, to go away on holiday to apply for another job.
I met my friend Meg that day at 12 pm. Meg I have been friends with for about a year and a half. We met each other when I joined wetherspoons back in February 2015. Since we met, we just clicked. Same name, same interests, same humour, and same taste in food. We get on really well.
So that afternoon me and Meg went to the pelican diner, I'd never been before so it was a new experience for me. We were seated outside as there were no tables available inside, I didn't mind, I could have done with the fresh air. The weather was pretty grey, just like the rest of that day really.
I ordered a BLT sandwich as I hadn't long been up, where as Meg ordered a cheese toasty. Both meals disappointing, just not what I was expecting, the best part was my ice cold coke.
Looks nice right? Well I ate one half of the sandwich and that was it.
After lunch me and Meg made arrangements to go back to mine so I could get dressed as I was cold and then head out to the walk in.
The reason I wanted to go there was because I thought I had a bladder infection. I searched it and I had all the signs: I was weeing a lot, I had dizzy spells and I would get quite ill throughout the last couple of months.
So that's where we headed. We sat in this tiny waiting room (only ever been there once before and that was for my tonsils.) there was quite a few people waiting, so I gathered that I'd be there for a while. But before you know it they are calling my name to go down to room 16.
I entered this room where a very friendly, elderly nurse greeted me and told me to have a seat. I then began to explain to her I thought I had a bladder infection and wanted to clear it up and be gone with it. She asked for a urine sample so off I went to the loo's, this was a precaution for me being pregnant, so I came back with my wee and popped it onto the side.She then started taking my blood pressure as she wanted to do one sitting down and one standing up, but before the first measurement even read she turns to me from the corner and says " YOU'RE PREGNANT!" she sounded more surprised than I looked.
I'm pregnant... I sat there in complete shock, shaking and tearing up. I had no idea how to react or how to respond. I suddenly turned to her as she showed me the pregnancy test, "how does this work? How do you know?" Obviously I didn't believe this. She began to explain that the test shows your pregnant if there are two lines, as if there was only one then I wouldn't be.
She put the stick into a clear bag for me, as I held it she was writing down numbers and names saying that she has a lot of situations like this, that I have to make a decision and that everything was going to be okay. So I thanked her and rushed out of there as soon as possible.
My first thought was Robbie. The father of my child. It was Thursday I thought he'd be working but luckily he wasn't because I didn't even get past the door frame until I burst into tears and broke down on Meg. I held my belly and sobbed.
I asked Meg to then go into the Pharmacy to ask Josh where is Robbie. Meg came out and told me that he wasn't working today. relief right? I wasn't sure.
I stumbled to the beach with Meg, Still crying and in shock. We sat on the beach for about half an hour, as I rambled on about what to do, as I cried every 2 minutes because of shock.
We decided we could go back to mine and watch a film and make some lists. Good idea I thought. Until I received a phone call from Robbie, asking why Meg was asking after him. I broke down, I needed to see him, I just heard his voice and I just melted, I wanted him I wanted us but I know it wasn't going to be the happy ending I wished for.
Looks nice right? Well I ate one half of the sandwich and that was it.
After lunch me and Meg made arrangements to go back to mine so I could get dressed as I was cold and then head out to the walk in.
The reason I wanted to go there was because I thought I had a bladder infection. I searched it and I had all the signs: I was weeing a lot, I had dizzy spells and I would get quite ill throughout the last couple of months.
So that's where we headed. We sat in this tiny waiting room (only ever been there once before and that was for my tonsils.) there was quite a few people waiting, so I gathered that I'd be there for a while. But before you know it they are calling my name to go down to room 16.
I entered this room where a very friendly, elderly nurse greeted me and told me to have a seat. I then began to explain to her I thought I had a bladder infection and wanted to clear it up and be gone with it. She asked for a urine sample so off I went to the loo's, this was a precaution for me being pregnant, so I came back with my wee and popped it onto the side.She then started taking my blood pressure as she wanted to do one sitting down and one standing up, but before the first measurement even read she turns to me from the corner and says " YOU'RE PREGNANT!" she sounded more surprised than I looked.
I'm pregnant... I sat there in complete shock, shaking and tearing up. I had no idea how to react or how to respond. I suddenly turned to her as she showed me the pregnancy test, "how does this work? How do you know?" Obviously I didn't believe this. She began to explain that the test shows your pregnant if there are two lines, as if there was only one then I wouldn't be.
She put the stick into a clear bag for me, as I held it she was writing down numbers and names saying that she has a lot of situations like this, that I have to make a decision and that everything was going to be okay. So I thanked her and rushed out of there as soon as possible.
My first thought was Robbie. The father of my child. It was Thursday I thought he'd be working but luckily he wasn't because I didn't even get past the door frame until I burst into tears and broke down on Meg. I held my belly and sobbed.
I asked Meg to then go into the Pharmacy to ask Josh where is Robbie. Meg came out and told me that he wasn't working today. relief right? I wasn't sure.
I stumbled to the beach with Meg, Still crying and in shock. We sat on the beach for about half an hour, as I rambled on about what to do, as I cried every 2 minutes because of shock.
We decided we could go back to mine and watch a film and make some lists. Good idea I thought. Until I received a phone call from Robbie, asking why Meg was asking after him. I broke down, I needed to see him, I just heard his voice and I just melted, I wanted him I wanted us but I know it wasn't going to be the happy ending I wished for.
