We are 3 days in to our injections, at 2 injections a day (the one in the dupa with a 3 1/2 in., 25g needle, and then a smaller needle into the fatty part of my belly). I'm not going to lie, the very first day before my hubby even stuck me with the first needle, I burst in to tears. Yup, cried like a baby...and yes, I did mention I didn't even get stabbed yet! I think the initial fear got the best of me. It's daunting to step into the unknown, especially when the stakes are so high. And to top it off, I have never really been found of needles. My hubby, being the loving guy he is, got up and got my iPod, plugged in the headphones and sent me into a little alternate universe (which I gladly went to with eyes squeezed shut)! 5 minutes later I opened my eyes, looked at him and burst out giggling. "That wasn't so bad!"
Now, I am not going to say that having 2 needles plunged into your body every night is an enjoyable event (that is I guess unless you are Rihanna and you like S&M...hehe), but I am glad it is not as bad as I thought! With that being said, I am finding that I am having a lingering pain in my dupa area due to the meds coursing throughout my muscles. I guess now I could tell my students they are literally adding to the pain in my a$$! =) We'll just see how I feel about these injections after the 12 days are up!
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