Spotting

Woke up this morning to the faintest of light brown spotting. Textbook implantation bleeding, I know. But also the way my period always starts. (And my period is totally capable of starting while I’m on progesterone—it’s done so a few times.)

This means nothing. It tells me nothing more than I knew yesterday. It still could be either PG or AF, and I don’t think there’s any way to calculate the odds for which. So it looks like I'm going to spend another three days of reading tea leaves in my toilet paper.

The only upside, as far as my understanding of anatomy goes, is that this probably means I don’t have an ectopic brewing. (Or at least that, if I’m preggers, one of the little guys is in the right place.) I think implantation bleeding requires the implantation to be in the lining.

I thought I was stressed before, but that was just the calm before the storm. There’s a hurricane a comin’—better board the windows and slink down to the basement to wait it out.