Ok, I admit it.
My name is Betty and I am a poas addict.
To be fair, it’s a pretty cheap hit when you can buy 20 for £2.
Telling me that Instead of waiting 9 days, I have to wait three weeks and I can’t test early… Snort. What did they think would happen? That pigs would fly? That I wouldn’t test early?
Of course not, merely testing early would be as useless as trying to fly a pig on hCG boosters. What kind of amateur do they think I am. This required a more sophisticated experiment.
Okay, okay poas police please move on through. There you go, out the back. Keep going, keep going. Bit further. Don’t look at me like that, eyes ahead and keep moving.
Where was I? Oh yes. My name is Betty and I am a poas addict. I have done the dirty deed everyday and sellotaped it onto a chart. Like you wouldn’t have done the same.
At the start my findings didn’t tell me much at all, then I started to get some readings that piqued my interest. I kept my cool and wished time away every day until I could get my fix and sweet poas in the morning. I have collated a good set of data now and after expert poas analysis, I have an inkling that Monday isn’t going to be a negative.
I’ve been so incredibly lucky this cycle already, I can’t believe my luck is still holding out. I hope I’m not in for a massive face splat fall on my face anytime soon.
P.s. I’ve consulted google and my beta needs to be in the region of 8,000 on Monday and definitely more than 5,000. Yikes.
P.p.s I think the chances of me being given my beta results on Monday are slim to none. Just FYI.