I gave myself my very first shot this morning. I didn't know how I was going to do it, I only knew that I was going to get it done. I went to bed last night worrying about it. Got up early this morning worrying about it. I tried to talk hubby into giving it but he would only commit to "helping" which I knew meant not actually putting needle to flesh. But I did it! All by myself.
Nope it didn't hurt. Those needles for Lupron are tiny and downright hairlike. Thank goodness.
The only reason I had any doubts is because about 8 years ago I had a single horrible migraine. Had never had one before in my life. Never really had too much of a headache even. Curled up in bed for a couple of days, finally a dr prescribed an injectable pen. I couldn't do it. I couldn't put the pen to my thigh and push the button. But neither could hubby, nor could my mom. My dad finally was the one brave enough to do the deed. (Yes, I thought of this situation when I was picking which type of FSH I wanted to use.) See why I wasn't looking forward to shots? I don't consider myself scared of needles, just scared to inflict them upon myself.
1 down, 999,999 (it seems) left to go.