The Second Shot & Big Girl's Panties

So all day I had been trying to forget about the fact that this very evening would be the first of my Menopur shots. Admittedly, the Follistim shot had gone surprisingly well this morning and at most I felt a pinch. I am wondering if I ever felt the Follistim injection at all and that the pinch feeling that I felt was in fact that, Hubbs pinching me as instructed on the directions. Curious to know whether this pinching process is actually required. But if that's the worst I have to feel for the morning shots I'm mightily relieved as I am NOT a good, morning person and need as little pain and aggravation first thing, as possible. Or else!

So back to this evening's shot. Menopur. What the hell is this one for again anyway? Another one to stim my follies, wow couldn't we just hook up a giant vibrator to my belly? I bet it would feel much better and stim the heck out of my follies, and much more besides ;) I digress. Wait, I'm liking this digression, must I really come back to the reality of the Menopur shot. "sigh"

We had popped in a light-hearted movie about cooking, ah food, that should serve as a good distraction! Not long into it I realized that the dreaded hour for the shot was upon us, and so the movie was put on pause. Hubbs took off upstairs to open his cupboard of "delights", put on his Doctor's uniform (now there's a fantasy) and prep for the first of my Menopur shots. Meanwhile, I dug out the ice pack from the freezer, grabbed a blanket and lay down on the sofa with ice pack numbing my belly and the blanket doing it's best to keep everything else warm. What seemed like ten minutes passed and I started to wonder what was taking so long. "Everything OK up there?"..."Oh sure" I heard in reply. Hmmm.

A few minutes later I heard Hubbs come down the stairs and so I turned to face the back of the couch so I wouldn't see the torture device and at the same time grasped the couch cushions firmly. I know I know, I'm supposed to relax but needles are needles, and they bite!

Do they ever!!! Hubbs said ok and I suppose he had started inserting the needle because all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain. Holy Cow! As Hubbs was apologizing profusely, mumbling something about putting it in at a weird angle and leaning over me not helping, all I could think was that if this one hurt this badly, what the hell will the PIO shot be like!?! I mean, from all the blogs I've read, that's the killer, the one to fear. And to think before we found out that TTC wasn't a walk in the park, I actually feared the pain of pregnancy...we aren't even there yet! Ah such is life.

But you know what, I'm a big girl! A big girl with big girl's panties...and I'm not going to get them into a twist over a silly needle. No I'm not!