Aside

That. Just. Happened.

So yesterday, while at the in-laws’ Easter gathering, I mentioned to my sister-in-law that we had to get home soon so that I could prepare myself to trigger.  She asked what that entailed, and I told her:

  • Sweating
  • Nausea
  • Vials of questionable drugs
  • Big-ass Needles
  • YouTube videos depicting ass-injections (Ew.  Not like that.)
  • Pain
  • Dizziness
  • Blurry Vision
  • And, if you’re particularly wimpy, fainting on the bathroom floor.

She suggested I get someone to give me the shot, to which I said that I had attempted to recruit help in the past, but no one wants to stab me in the ass.

She told her husband, who then called his sister – the nurse – who of course said, “Sure!  Send her on over!  I’ll take care of it no problem!!”

And so, awkward though it was having my pants half-down in front of my sister-in-law’s sister-in-law, I received my trigger with little more than a quick poke and a few moments of eye-averting shame at my own wussiness.

Totally worth it, however.

I should probably send her flowers or something…  You know:  “Thanks for last night, and for not judging me.”

Le sigh.  The things we do for the masochistic urge to conceive.

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One comment on “That. Just. Happened.

  1. zygotta
    April 10, 2012 at 5:53 pm #

    my hubby’s best friend removed the staples from my c-section… I felt embarassed for the lush vegetation that he could se but hey – how many pregnant women can shave down there?

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