My hcg went back up on Thursday. So, ectopic it is. I went to the hospital Thursday evening for a methotrexate injection. The shots in my ass were far less painful than the following:
Nurse: What number pregnancy?
Nurse: So you have one at home.
Me. No. I had a miscarriage.
Nice, huh? Oh, and of course this means no vacation for us right now. No fertility treatments for 3 months. And, I get to figure out what will are going to tell everyone as to why we didn't leave for our vacation this morning.
So, like I said below. F you universe. This shit isn't funny.