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Wine, needles, hotel room floors and belly buttons

on October 23, 2012

Would you believe that airport security was not nearly as interested in my infertility issues as I am?   Hrmph.  🙂

Now, I have my drug paraphernalia all sprawled out inside my hotel room fridge.  That might explain why the only housekeeping service I’ve received is having my bed made… the poor lady won’t even touch my bathroom counter or desk!

I geared up to do my first shot on Sunday night, and admittedly nearly got drunk before I did it.  Two beers and three glasses of red wine were my pre-cocktail cocktail.

I stumbled back to my room and mustered the courage to try this first shot alone in my hotel room after a cocktail hour and before a business dinner.  I had a 15-minute window before I had to be at another event.

I spread out my gear on the hotel room floor (surely, that’s the most sterile location, right?) and began to sweat.  Half from nerves, half from the wine.  I take one last gulp of wine and pinched up a hunk of belly fat and cringed with closed eyes at the thought of piercing my belly with this needle for the first time.  I exhaled and took a look at the injection site, and snorted in laughter at the reality of what I saw.

Here I was, chicken-shit to stick this little needle into my skin a mere 2 inches away from my  [formerly] pierced belly button.   A piercing that took a needle three times as long and twice as big in diameter, and went all the way through to the other side.  A needle that I paid good money to stick through my body – while sober – when I was fresh out of college.

When I realized how ridiculous this was, I pushed the wine glass aside and stuck that bitchass needle into my belly.

That’s not to say I didn’t have another glass of wine on Night 2 … let’s not get crazy.

 Two shots down, two to go til first ultrasound to check follicles.

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7 responses to “Wine, needles, hotel room floors and belly buttons

  1. I did my trigger shot in a toilet at the Paralympics – the height of sterile environments! The security there were totally uninterested in my druggie paraphernalia too!

    • Scrambled says:

      This made me literally LOL. I love it! There ain’t enough little alcohol pads in the world to make my hotel floor or your Paralympic terlet a safe shot zone! haha!

  2. Courtney says:

    Airport security was such a let-down for you!

    Great job with the shot! I made my husband do all of mine (we have MFI and I wanted him to be involved in the process) the first time around and then realized I was being a pussy! I’m glad it went well for you!

    If you have to do PIO shots, please get someone to do those for you 😉

    • Scrambled says:

      Thanks! I plan on making him do my trigger shot, for sure. I think I opted for the progesterone gel just so I could get a reprieve from the shots later in the cycle.

  3. Georgette says:

    PIO and estrogen in oil can actually be managed in one’s deltoid muscle, if you have strong fingers and a 17 to 20 gauge needle.

    Pretty soon you’ll be whizzing through these little sub-q shots like they were nothing and you’ll look back and laugh at how nervous the first one made you. Hopefully you only need one IVF cycle!!! 🙂 Good luck! 🙂

  4. Off Duty Mom says:

    Your blog makes me smile.

    Let me know if you are still interested in cross-promoting on our site, Off Duty Mom. In September we talked (or, commented) back and forth just a bit about a December series on infertility we’re running.

    You had expressed interest in participating. If you’re still game, let us know! We’re accepting submissions until Thanksgiving.

    I really love your blog and do hope that you will join in!

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