This must be a fetish of his:
I got tired of being impaled in the same two muscles every day. “Choose a different spot!” I says to myself. I’ll tell you right now that myself is really stoopid.
I decided to give my progesterone in the thigh…the vastus lateralis muscle. Now I can’t climb stairs, stoop, or…pretty much anything.
Will someone please remind me not to listen to myself any more?
Who ever said that “practice makes perfect” was an idiot.
I started my 4th stim cycle yesterday. At my pre-cycle testing appointment, I questioned the nurse as to my need to speak to her before I left. “I feel like I do this professionally.” She barely cracked a smile. Plus, being a nurse with 20+ years experience in everything from procedural nursing to emergency, I kind of get it, you know?
But this time feels a bit…different to me.
Cycle #1: I cleaned off a pristine table and set everything out 15 minutes before “Shot Time” and took my time setting up. Every shot was done at exactly 6pm. I had a dose list printed from my patient portal and I made sure to check off each dose immediately after completing said injection.
Cycle #2: I set out all the paraphernalia on a clean section of table just before “Shot Time”. Every shot was done around 6pm. I had a dose list printed from my patient portal and I made sure to check off each dose by the time I went to bed.
Cycle #3: Things were a bit stressful at work, so I set an alarm on my phone to make darn sure I didn’t forget to attend “Shot Time”. Every shot was done sometime before bed. “Honey, open the portal and make sure I’m remembering this dose right!”
Cycle #4: I have an alarm set on my phone that I snooze until I feel ready to do this damn thing on “Shot Day”. I have laundry to do, you know. I turn over a dirty place mat to the clean side, thinking, “eh, good enough.” “I hope this dose is right. I seem to remember 750. It could have been 725. Oh, shit. I forgot the pen only goes up to 450. This pen is bullshit! Who chose 450 as the max dose?! Damn drug companies! I ain’t givin’ myself 2 shots because some jerk can’t think ahead.”
So, I guess the saying is really, “practice makes complacency.”