H is away for work for 2 weeks which makes me sad as I had hoped this was something we would do together. But hey ho. Last time I had to do it alone too. I was working funny shifts so was at work and had to slip away to find spare rooms to lay out my needles and potions. It left me feeling slightly sordid. And paranoid I would get caught and have to explain to some random person.
So at least I am home this time even if it is home alone. And H has been calling. He has been very attentive and kind actually.
I thought the actual injecting would be easier, being experienced and everything. But no. I got the needle out on the first day and my butter fingers somehow managed to stab my thumb with it. It swelled up and went purple. H asked when it will ovulate.
I also got confused because the needle point didn't reach the liquid in the phial. It was not until I phoned the nurse that I was realised the obvious. I was supposed to turn it upside down.
I am just not a natural at all this stuff. The next day I panicked because a scab formed. the third day I agonised because I thought maybe the scab meant I wasn't supposed to push the needle point all the way in as I had been. I searched the internet for wisdom, even watching a 'how to inject' video on YouTube. In the end I phoned the nurse again - already irritated with me. She said fine to push it all the way in. The scab would have been because I would have hit a blood vessel. Ouch. that does not sound good
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