"Any chance you could be pregnant?"
This phrase was uttered to me 4 times in 4 hours on Friday night after I got sideswiped on the way home from work. I'm ok; just a bit sore. Of course it was a giant fvcking SUV that hit my itty bitty Hyundai Elantra so there's now a huge dent/scratches the length of my passanger side. So tomorrow I have to get the police report & deal with insurance. The car is drivable thankfully but I'm soooo very pissed I have to deal with this during finals week & just before we're going on vacation on another continent.
The 1st time I was asked if I could be pregnant was when the EMTs were loading me into the ambulance. I told them I doubted it. The 2nd time was the triage nurse in the ER. I laughed & told her I was a 4 year infertile with multiple failed treatment cycles. She offered to do a blood test since they would be taking x-rays but I said no thanks, I've seen enough negative pregnancy tests for several lifetimes. The 3rd time the doctor who reviewed my x-rays & prescribed my pain meds was the one doing the asking. I told him he'd probably get pregnant before me & he looked confused but didn't ask any more questions. The final person to ask about the state of my ute was the pharmacist who filled the pain meds. I snarkily told him I was expecting quads, took my pills & went home.
Thanks, universe, for another reminder of what I will likely never have.