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Day 8 and Day 9. A Pregnancy Journal

Day 8. Replay of Previous Sunday, Replete with Pittsburgh Loss Vs. Denver Day 9. I'm Still Here. She's calling off the hook this morning on her way to work. So nice to turn the ringer off. She can call all she wants, and email too. She's worried that I've skipped out, or worse. I was out of it when she called last night. Half asleep, I answered the phone reluctantly. I let her think whatever she wants. I sounded funny, she said. She's knows I'm depressed. She asks me if I've done anything stupid. Not lately, I said.

Day 7. A Pregnancy Journal

Day 7. What We Are Doing About It and Who We've Consulted. She's gonna keep it one way or the other. The doctor called and everything is right on track. She's five and a half weeks. Every step of the way my hope and her doubts have been erased. I might as well just chew it off.
Cherry

Day 5. A Pregnancy Journal

Day 5. A Big Day in the Trenches. We get nowhere. Our two ends never meet. If I loved her more... She saw the scan at the hospital. She saw it there, the size of a peanut or a walnut, she said and it was right where it was supposed to be. Now today the doctor called and said the rest of the test looked good. Friday another round, to test hormone gains or decreases. Pluses or minuses again. Yeses or nos.
Cherry

Day 4. A Pregnancy Journal.

Day 4. This Could Be the Fourth Day of the Rest of My Active Life. ....and reappear again. Turns out a little blood is natural, part of an exchange program between the uterus and the egg. Or something like that. I guess we'll find out soon. She left a little while ago for the doctor. More than anything, I hope she's all right.
Cherry

Day 2. What We Don't Know and How We Are Blessed By It.

Day 2. What We Don't Know and How We Are Blessed By It. A long day ago I started this journal. If you're wondering where I got the 'Love Nest' part of the title, it's my pet name for her. But today it's the word preggers that keeps going through my head and I write it down just to see how I feel about it. I don't like it. It seems like there should be two 'g''s, just to keep the egg part in the middle, but I'm going to drop it altogether.

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