Injections started on Tuesday. Fluid Ultrasound went down last Thursday (you don't know what that is? google it up. youch). Pap went down on Monday.
Next week: Sperm Extraction and Egg Retrieval. Week after that: Transfer.
Now, about those injections.... first one took far too long.
Over an hour and a half of pinching tummy chub while completely psyching myself out over and over and over again. I was positive I had to do it myself, kind of like putting in eye-drops. But then I'd realize I couldn't figure out how to jab a needle into my own skin and hand it over to Jas. Once it was in Jason's hands I would immediately have a complete melt down and start crying and yelling "Give it back! Give it back! No dive-bombing! No surprise attacks!" So he'd hand the needle back over (because he knows what's good for him) and I would resume pinching my stomach and counting to three nine-million times and pausing to either cry or laugh (depending which side of the emotional merry-go-round I was on).
In the end I poked myself twice and drew blood once.
It finally went down while in the office, with Gilmore Girls turned on in the background (to smooth the nerves), my eyes shut, pinching my tummy chub with one hand and squeezing Jason's arm with the other. We counted to three together and he stabbed me in the stomach with the tiniest needle in the universe.
I didn't feel anything.
The following night went much smoother. I think by the time we get to the muscular injections I'll be ready for the challenge.
Yeeeeeah, maybe not.