In the pharmacy, I slowly asked for a pregnancy test and the lady returned with a packet of foot plasters (band-aids)…then she went back to the shelf and came back with baby medicine and then I spoke slowly in one of those really annoying voices that we use when we talk to a non-English speakers…and she gave me the pregnancy test. The boyf and I were giggling uncontrollably and everyone was looking at us rather strangely. Only we could buy a pregnancy test and manage to turn it into entertainment…
Later in the bathroom, I did the test and continued playing Super Mario Bros on my Nintendo DS Lite. I told the boyf I’d call him as the hovering would make me nervous. Admittedly though, I got engrossed in playing the game and the boyf came in and demanded to know what was going on. Five minutes had now passed and he was flabbergasted. Thing is, I have always been very good at burying things…even temporarily. Worst thing was looking at the test and realising it was positive and nearly falling off the chair in shock.