The test was negative.
What do we bloggers call it? BFN? It was a BFN.
Apparantly, M was sure she was pregnant. She kept that a secret; she never told me she felt pregnant. I thought we were on the same page with respect to our expectations; I was hopeful, but not optimistic. I mean, it's still only 35%. That's not good.
If she had told me she was 99% sure, I could have tried to bring her back down to Earth. When I got the call at work today from her, and all she could do was scream and cry and hyperventilate into the phone, I was a bit shocked by how strong her reaction was. I came home immediately.
She has cried all day. She feels like she was given these little "babies" and she messed them up. She feels like she's broken, and that everyone other woman in the world can get pregnant so easily.
It's a bad day.