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" By yesterday, I still wasn&amp;#039;t better. I woke up all flulike, proceeded to get sick in the bathroom, and fall back asleep.  Plus, on top of which, I was starting to get truly stressed about everything I was missing in the office. I hadn&amp;#039;t been to work all week. And the work was piling up. Even in my state, I was dreading everything that was waiting for me. And I had a meeting that I could not miss later.  So I decided to drag myself out of bed and go to see the doctor.  I didn&amp;#039;t feel like it \u2014 and I knew, in my heart, that whatever was going on had to work itself out \u2014 but I figured it would at least give me the sense of control.  Maybe there was some medicine she could give me just so I could get through my meeting.  I dropped Jackson off at school on the way there. I also felt horrible that I hadn&amp;#039;t been able to focus on him this week, but he seemed to be doing just great. His basketball team had made it into the postseason, and he was practicing like crazy.  &amp;quot;If you get better,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Will you come to the game on Sunday?&amp;quot;  I smiled. &amp;quot;Even if I don&amp;#039;t get better.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Well, not if you don&amp;#039;t,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;You look kind of wrecked this way!&amp;quot;  I laughed. I did look kind of wrecked. There were no two ways about it.  I got to the doctor about 10 a.m. She was a Beth recommendation. Her name was Samantha Blevins. In fact, it seemed that everyone in the office chose to go to her \u2014 and upon meeting her I could understand why.  She looked to be about forty years old and was very nice \u2014 and she spent quite a bit of time examining me. She asked me a ton of questions about my medical history. (She even took a urine sample and did some bloodwork.) She was so thorough, in fact, that I started to worry I had mono or something. All the symptoms were there. I had thought I had mono when I was a kid, but maybe I could get it again.  After the examination was over, she asked me to get dressed and go into her office. I waited there a long time \u2014 staring at all the photographs on her wall. She had a big family: several kids and several dogs. I felt comforted, sitting in there.  And then finally Dr. Blevins came in and closed the door behind her.  &amp;quot;So, Elizabeth,&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;Sorry to keep you waiting, but I needed to wait for your sample to come back.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s okay,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Am I going to live?&amp;quot;  She smiled. &amp;quot;Absolutely.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Good! Keep the good news coming.&amp;quot;  She closed her folder. &amp;quot;Well, the good news is that this isn&amp;#039;t the flu.&amp;quot;  I nodded. &amp;quot;Okay. That&amp;#039;s good. WebMD tells me the flu can go on for a long time. It can linger.&amp;quot;  She laughed. &amp;quot;It certainly can. But, in terms of lingering, the bad news is that you may be feeling under the weather like this at least for another six weeks.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;What? Why?&amp;quot;  She gave me the biggest smile of all.  &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re pregnant,&amp;quot; she said. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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