. . .

You joke about marring him and he's eyes get wide. You have to tell him that you are joking. But all is good. Your relationship has picked up and you are realizing that he is actually a good guy. Which is a good thing because you are sick and need someone to take care of you. Right now you are at the doctors office waiting to see your regular doctor. After ten minutes of mindlessly flipping through out dated magazines you hear your name. You go in and she starts the regular checkup and asks all these personal questions. She leaves the room for a while, like they all do. You are left with your thoughts, but nothing comes to you. Maybe food poisoning? The door shuts and you know she is back. She at her desk now smiling like a loon if you have ever seen one.

"Congratulations your pregnant!"