Let the Fun Begin

I had my first progesterone injection today. Fun, fun. All I've been hearing (from people who have had them) is how much they sting, burn, and leave knots. Great. Just great. The nurse even gave me a pitiful look when she came into the room. She said, "This is really going to hurt," before she even said hello. I immediately reached for a tissue, and warned the student nurse with her that I would probably cry. Apparently the serum is really thick - like maple syrup - which is what makes it so bad.

I gathered all of the courage I could manage, ready for a painful arm when the nurse broke the news to me. The shot would need to be given in my hinder. "Can this get any better?!?!" I thought to myself. Only me.

So, over I bend and the nurse says, "Oh, you don't have much back here. This is really going to hurt." Now, I know that sounds really cruel, but the nurse really was very gentle and nice about everything. I looked at the bright side - someone doesn't think I have a big a$$!!! The shot began and she checked to see how I was doing. This is the best part - I didn't even feel a thing! It was not bad at all. Whew!

I can definitely handle this. (It's certainly for a good cause.)

Here's the funny part about the story - in my efforts to avoid having to leave work early once a week, I made arrangements with the nurse at school to give me the injections. That was when I thought the shot was in my arm. I sure hope Cindy can sit across from me at the lunch table after seeing my tushy every Friday.

- becky