Jen slams into the Place and is obviously upset. She goes into the Danger Room and very quickly, muffled screams fill the air! Sobs and breaking glass soon follow.
After a long few minutes, a very ruffled Jen trudges out and sits down.
"I need a really strong, really bitter drink. I don't care what it is at this point."
After slamming back her drink she begins to sob again.
"We found out last week that I am five weeks pregnant. I was ecstatic, if a little scared. The morning sickness, sore breasts and exhaustion had really given me away. Then today the extreme nausea set in. I went to the walk in to see what could be done. I was sent for a quick ultrasound to check on the baby."
Jen catches her breath.
"There is no baby. There is endometrial lining in my fallopian tube tricking my body into THINKING it's pregnant! THINKING!!!! There's no baby."
Jen begins to sob again.
"With this ultrasound I've finalized my inability to not only have no more babies but also to never have another period. My uterus is now as useless as it was the day I was born. I am NOT coping well with this. Knowing that four or five of my really close friends are all pregnant right now does NOT help. Nor does being told that I could always adopt.
Jen cries for a few minutes, letting the grief wash over her.
"You'd think that at 23 my body would get the message that it's supposed to release and egg, shed that damn lining then move on!!! But nope. It's doing the complete fucking opposite.
"So ignore me for a while so I can just drown my sorrows, because I do not know what else I can say.