I hated those evil things. The way they taunted and teased me from the bathroom floor, flashing "NOT PREGNANT" from the cold, hard tile floor. I personally found it much kinder and gentler to get a stash of chocolate and cherry coke (my drugs of choice), but it by my bed and wait for the phone call. I always knew if I heard my nurses voice, it was good news, but my RE always made the bad news calls. But that way, I was right there, prepared to sob into my pillow and drown my sorrows in massive doses of sugar. This strategy only works if you work from home though. I just love my nurses and RE, and I found it preferrable to get the news with the compassion they always showed me, vs. those evil sticks. And, on the rare positives, I loved being to celebrate with them as well. It was such a group effort, after all.
Regardless of how you get the news, I hope it is positively happy news! GL