Giving myself injections is one of those things like riding a bike -- it comes right back to you. You can do it again almost instantly, but you do have to give yourself a few technical reminders along the way. The "reminder" that has presented itself first, is that you want to handle your needle like dart - quick and smooth. Faster is definitely less painful, though I really don't find this bad.
I'm on Lupron Day 4, and so far, all is going well. Injections are definitely fine, and I'm anxious to get on with the rest of them. I've heard women say their IVF meds make them all kind of things. I thought I hadn't experienced any side effects yet, until I cried through a chapter of a Laura Ingalls Wilder book I was reading my daughter this morning. It's hard to decide if the medication is making me more emotional, or simply going through something very emotional is making me more emotional. I'm going with the latter.
Whilst I make my belly button my pincushion, the rest of the world continues outside as normal. It almost makes me feel like I'm going around with this little secret. If fact, I am, but most of the world doesn't really care anyway. That's okay too. Just a thought.
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