Nausea. Profuse sweating. The shakes. Dizziness. The attention span of a flea. Diminished appetite. Nervous pacing.
Pregnancy symptoms? No, just the anguish of waiting for beta results.
I'm convinced it's negative, trying to steel myself for the worst, trying to anticipate how sad and disappointed I will be. I'm hoping it's positive, barely daring to let myself hope. Every little twinge reminds me that I don't know yet.