Shot for Shot class

Learning how to give injections would make an excellent drinking game. For every shot, one takes a shot.

I wonder how I am going to get through this. I about fell out of my chair when the nurse showed us the needle that one woman has to use for a different protocol. It is about three times longer than the one that I will need. But if my protocol changes, which it could over a few months, who knows what kind of needles I will be dealing with.

Allowing DH to give me injections is certainly going to the ultimate trust game for our marriage. Poor guy. I think this training intimidated him a bit. Made this whole scary process seem more real. He was relieved that he wouldn't have to stick me with the large needle. He said he didn't think he could do it to me. I am worried I might not be able to stick myself with even the small one.

I began reading the book on adoption I bought. That too makes me queasy, so I had to set it aside for a bit.

I hate this infertility thing! For the first time in my life, I feel so damn weak and powerless.