I held a roll of flesh and stared at the needle for thirty minutes. I had the camera aimed at my belly as well, so F could watch the injection via skype. He told me I could do it. My skin suddenly seemed so impenetrable, thick and tough as to break the needle. I didn't think it was going to hurt, I just didn't think it was going to be possible. I practiced on a plum last minute.
Okay, that was easy. Sheesh. Silly.
Infertility seems to have its own series of initiations. The semen collection room, the HSG, the transvaginal ultrasound, the first injection.
You know what? You are, we are, and now I am, too, BRAVE.
We are very brave. Self-congratulations and welcome back to the club.
5 comments:
Well done!!
That first one is always the hardest one! So proud of you - you did it!!!
I love that you skyped the injection. I know my husband was very adamant about watching the first few injections we did, too.
And, you're right, it seems like it's going to be so much worse than it is! But, you were incredibly brave to do it and I'm proud of you! :)
Welcome back to the club! That first injection is definitely the hardest. You'll be an old pro now! :)
Good for you. I hope this is the cycle for you!
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