Impending

I think I may be pregnant and it scares the hell out of me.
One, because I may not be pregnant and I'm setting myself up for a major disappointment or two, I'm worried because I have not been feeling well lately.
I blame this on 3 day weekends and unprotected sex.
The last time we had a 3 day weekend, Neal and I spent it alone in a not so wholesome way. Unfortunately, the withdrawal method can only be as safe as you want it to be.
I started thinking I was pregnant because of the way I felt when we went to work the next day. It was similar to when I started to believe I was pregnant with Nathan. The same weird feelings where you just feel sick and tired and you don't understand where all the feelings are coming from.
The problem is I've been getting sickly. I had a temperature of 37 degrees Celsius once and I panicked. I can't tell my parents yet or my sister. Neal's the only one I've spoken to about this and even he hates to hear me talk. So here I am posting on my blog. Sometimes I don't know if he believes me or not. He won't listen when I'm feeling sick but when I want to eat something bad, he keeps me from eating it.
My symptoms come and go. I've stopped going to the gym because I really feel tired and exerting myself hurts. I felt queasy today in the shuttle. Admittedly, the driver's style of driving can probably make anybody sick but I've been riding the van driven by the same driver for a while now and I never felt sick.
I feel weird. Period. I wish there was a way to find out sooner. I never felt like this during the previous months so I hope I'm not making it up.
I have to wait for almost 2 more weeks before we can find out if this is real or not.
I honestly don't know what I prefer. Now that the possibility is here, it scares me.