I got through the first week of my 2ww with no problem - I hardly even thought about it with the other things on my mind. I'm pretty anxious to get through this second week, though. I don't have a lot of hope, though.
I was trying to explain to H the sense of urgency I felt, and I told him that I feel like my eggs are rotting inside of me. Instead of being comforting, he decided to go for funny, and started making jokes about pickled eggs. I was not amused. He stopped when I started crying.