"That must have been some bad Carne Asada...."

Oh, my goodness... I feel like I'm going die! It's 10am and I have been throwing up all morning. 'Oh, No!' I check the date on my calendar and Aunt Flo is 2 days late, 'No biggie' I think to myself, 'I've always been irregular'... So I dismiss it as it just being the Carne Asada burrito I ate for dinner the night before... I pull myself off the bathroom floor and get ready to work. I look at myself in the mirror, something is different, yet familiar... I can't shake the feeling that something is not right... but I refuse to think I'm... PREGNANT... No,not again, not now...