Was she at a loss for words? Was she thinking I could be pregnant? Or was she just surprised my husband was acting like a normal man when it came to woman things? Or was it all combined.
“I know we aren’t in the office, but when was your last period?” she asked.
I looked up at her, seeing her curb her reaction. Apparently, I made Zachariah do stupid things, but really, it wasn’t just me that made him do that, surely.
“Um…I don’t really know. With the depo shot, my periods weren’t happening,” I answered, thinking hard.
“That’s normal,” Kenna said. “I’d like to do a blood test and get you on some sort of birth control by the end of the week if possible. With you being late for your next dose, it’s possible you could be and you should tell Zachariah.”
Was it possible that I was pregnant? I didn’t think I could be that easily, could I?
“What if I am?” I asked, my voice stronger than I thought it would be.
“There are options,” Kenna answered. “But they don’t need to be worried about right now. Just come in tomorrow, alright?”
“Sure,” I replied, not sure if I would be going in or not. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the outcome.
