PUR.EGON, TAKE ME AWAY

Get it? It's a play on the old Calgon commercial. Ok, whatever.

Last night I had my injection teaching. Can I tell you how much I love the following things: Clinic #1, The Nurse, The Receptionist, The C. There I told you. End of post.

Or not.

Many thanks to all of you who commented reassuringly on my previous post. You are right, once I actually did the shot I chilled the fuck out. Like way out. The nurse was patient and methodical and taught me well. The C accompanied me, reassured me, and praised my needle technique. On the way home he told me inumnerable times how proud he was of me for staying strong and taking this step in stride. Sometimes the dear man knows exactly what to say, and I love him for it.

Last 20IU of Pure.gon made its way into the left side of my stomach. Tonight the same will travel into the right. TWBD wants to start low and see how I respond, and use this as a base line. I asked the nurse how high it is possible to go with Pur.egon, and she told me that she has seen cases where 450-600IU were used per dose. Eeks! Now that would be one scary shot. I'm ok with what I've got, and will be ok, if after tomorrow's u/s TWBD increases the dose. When he sees some delicious follicles we will trigger, and in all likelyhood we will be sent home to fuck like bunnies, and return for a post-coital test. You know... to see how all the stuff interacts down there.

The C told me again how hopeful he is. I like his optimism, but I also know that he doesn't fall so hard when he is let down. I am a bit opposite: I try not too hope too much, and when I am let down, I crash and burn. It's funny how we all deal with things in different ways. I keep thinking: one day at a time, one day at a time. I know my body can do this...