Saturday, April 21, 2012

A Shot fired cross the bow er, belly.

So the first shot was weird.  The Hubs stood by and watched as I did it.  (He has a thing about needles to the point that I have to go with him for blood draws in case he gets too ill to drive and/or passes out.)  I took off the white cap from the plunger end.  I swabbed the top of the now unsealed canister of Lupron with an alcohol rub.  I then rubbed a different swab all over one half of my belly - I didn't know where that needle would go, so I figured a broad area would cover it.

I took off the orange needle cap and pushed the needle through the rubber stopper.  I turned the vial upside down and carefully measured out 10 units.  I pulled it out and looked.  THIS was going in my belly?!?  By my own hand?  I took a deep breath, hovered for a second, then took the nurse's advice of doing it straight on and quickly.

I plunged it into my belly.

And stared.  ohmygod, there is a needle in my belly!  And I didn't feel it! now what? oh, make sure it sticks in all the way.  Wait!  now I have a needle all the way in my belly!  And i did it!  and it doesn't hurt!  Oh, yeah, remember to actually push the medicine through the needle. Leave it there for a few seconds, now pull it out.

Wow, the first one was done.  Hubby hovered, repeating, "Are you alright, I think I'm going to be sick".  Once he saw I was fine, he hung his head and repeated several times about being ill.  We'll take it in stride.  He was a real trooper for trying to support my first shot.

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