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Addicted To Home Pregnancy Test!

I found this interesting story and I could not stop laughing! Since in her article she gives permission to publish the whole thing, here it is:



Addicted to HPT's
(Home Pregnancy Test)©

By Karen Squires

If you laughed at this title, this article may be for you. HPT means Home Pregnancy Test and they are without a doubt, addictive. Alcoholics try to hide their addiction, so do women addicted HPT's. I know because I'm one of them.

I found HPT's at the dollar store for, you guessed it, a dollar. I was so excited. I only grabbed one test the first time I saw them. I ran home and used it right away. I got a BFN (Big Fat Negative). Of course I was only 7 days after ovulation so what could I expect.

The next day, after lying to my husband and telling him that I needed to run and get some shampoo, I was back at the dollar store for more. I bought five this time, figuring that if I ran one a day I would have enough to last until 12 days after ovulation. I always get a positive by 11 days after ovulation so I had enough to see if I had a baby in me this cycle. Two days later I had used them all up and was back at the store needing more shampoo. I bought another five tests. I was now 10 days after ovulation. Five more would last me until my next cycle started, which I hoped wouldn't come.

As I drove home I tried desperately to remember when I had gone to the bathroom last. I needed to hold my urine for at least 4 hours to let the pregnancy hormone build up. I remembered that it had only been about one and 1/2 hours. It was now 10:00 am, I'll have to wait until 12:30pm. I told myself that when I got home I'd do the dishes, vacuum, dust, paint the bathroom, anything to keep my mind off of running the test. I pulled in the driveway, ran straight to the bathroom, and peed in a cup. Another BFN. Dang it. I have no self control. I'll have to start all over again.

It's now 11 am. I have to hold my urine until 3 pm to let the hormone (if there is any) build up again. At 1:30 pm I run another test. BFN! Dang it all to heck! What is my problem. And I get frustrated at my kids not having any patience.

I decide to go to the mall to make sure that I can't run another test for a few hours. I am tempted to take a test with me to use at the bathroom in the mall just in case I can't control myself but I remember that I'll have my five year old with me which would make it hard to run a test there. Off to the mall I go having made it out the door without a test hidden in my purse.

I have now gone most of the day with out drinking as I don't want to dilute my urine and make what might be a BFP(Big Fat Positive) turn into a BFN by having too much water in my bladder. I am thirsty, frustrated and getting crabbier and crabbier by the minute.

We walk around the mall, me trying to get a peak at the baby and maternity things, but a five year old has no need for those so I don't even get a fix by doing that. Two hours later we are bored and my son is begging to come home and eat. I look at my watch. I can't go home yet, I just can't. I tell my son that I'll buy him something to eat, get him a toy, anything to stay there a little longer. He sees the desperation in my eyes and agrees to let me buy him a Hot Wheels car and some chicken strips. That uses up another hour. Soon he wants to go home again and no amount of bribing works this time. It's only been three hours now so I take the long way home. I keep hearing a little voice from the back seat telling me that I've gone the wrong way and a tiny finger points to the east telling me to turn that way NOW!

Okay, Okay, we'll go home.

It's been three and 1/2 hours and I'm so thirsty that I can hardly swallow. We pull into the driveway, I run into the house, down the hall to the bathroom, and run another test. Another BFN!!! Dang it! Dang it! Dang it all to HECK! Grrrr.

I had ran the rest of the tests by the next day at noon and since it was now 11 days after ovulation and I still hadn't got my BFP I knew that Aunt Flo and her dog spot would find me soon. On to the next cycle. I am going to have more self control next time.

A few days later I really do need some shampoo and tell dear hubby that I need to run and get some. He gives me a funny look and asks "Didn't you just get some a few days ago?"

I walk into the dollar store knowing that I'm safe from my addiction for another two weeks but as I walk past the HPT's to the shampoo I notice that they only have 20 tests left. I panic. What if they are all gone in two weeks, what will I do, where will I go. I grab all 20 tests and head to the cash register, kicking myself all the way there. When I get home I find a good place to hide them, way in the back of the closet.

My husband calls from the shower and asks me for the shampoo. I'm still in the process of hiding the tests and I call back to him, my mind still in an addictive fog, "Shampoo! What shampoo?"

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Test Pregnancy Home Addicted

Wow, I did not realize there was such an addiction! This poor woman is going to drive herself crazy. Is this a real condition or just a crazed woman and her addiction with HPT's? It just seems so unreal.

Addicted To Home Pregnancy Test! UFO & Writing Art Education Sciences

I don't know if it's real but certainly sounds crazy, it made ma laugh when I read it because I think it is not a true story...but who knows anyway?

Test Pregnancy Home Addicted

The story seems fake to me. First of all, it seems as though she is more obsessed with becoming pregnant than being addicted to the HPT. Second, because the tests are so widely available, it strikes me as odd that she would have to make up the shampoo excuse to go out and get one. On the subject of availability, is it even possible to find a pregnancy test at a dollar store? Even if she meant Dollar General, I have got to believe that it would sell for more than a dollar.


O.

Test Pregnancy Home Addicted

I think that it really isn't possible to be addicted to the HPT, just the need to find out if she is pregnant. Technicly the HPT doesn't really effect her in any physical way, where as cocaine does.

Addicted To Home Pregnancy Test!

While I believe there is such thing as "psychological addiction," I'm thinking she's just a silly, impatient young mom who wants to be pregnant again. People are so weird.

I wonder how accurate these buck-apiece tests are??

Addicted Home Pregnancy Test!

As others have already expressed, I don't think the woman was/is addicted to HPT, but is obsessed with being pregnant. I think she needs psychological help/counseling to deal with her obsession. I can believe the story to be true. Many people suffer from obsessive disorders. It doesn't seem all that unlikely to me.

Addicted Home Pregnancy Test! Sciences Education Art Writing & UFO

I think this story is just a story. Made up, fantasy. What makes me think so? This:

No Way will those things ever cost just a $1.00.