And so again.

And so another time in my life comes, a chance for me to be in happiness beyond belief....yet I can't. I am pregnant. However, I only found out because I caved in and went to the doctor because of the amount of pain I was in. And? Results? It could be ectopic. I have been prodded and poked for the past 3 days with still no answer. And so do I let myself become excited for this amazingly wonderful thing? To have my face slammed down on a bunch of bricks three stories below me? It is the suckiest feeling not to be able to be excited. To have to wait on the dreaming and wondering and planning of what will become of this little creature inside of me. AAHHH!!! It makes me want to scream!