In Bed

At the moment, I'm in bed, with my laptop, a sleeping cat, a cup of decaf, and the phone. It has occurred to me more than once, as it did after transfer, that my house is less than ideal for bed rest. It has one bathroom (upstairs). The kitchen is downstairs. Then there's LG, who requires me to go up and down stairs quite a bit, even if I am prepared enough to hole up in the bed.

I'm not sure why I'm doing this, other than I can (except for a meeting in a few hours), and take it easy and put your feet up sounds like code for bed rest. Or perhaps couch rest. Still, it seems useless, especially since I bled more last night lying in bed than I did all day yesterday. I'd be stunned if I turn out to be pregnant. On top of the bleeding and the cramping, there's the negative HPT (early, yes) and the follicular activity. I fully expect that I could do a baseline monitoring appointment on Saturday, after a negative beta tomorrow. Ordinarily, I wouldn't start bleeding until Monday or Tuesday. Damn. Why is it I'm constantly getting hit with the thing I never saw coming?