I've been feeling mega under the weather lately from taking Doxycycline. Like, it's worse than taking shots to the stomach. Mr. Bee is taking it too and feeling just as miserable. Oh well, just another step.
I had my first Estradiol Valerate shot the other night. Let me tell you, that was the first time I was scared of a shot. A shot that you put right in your back/butt area. With a huge needle. And even though the nurse drew a diagram, we were having huge issues figuring out where it went. So we did the normal thing and looked on YouTube, and half of the people who had posted tutorials were going through sex change operations. So we kind of followed their guidance, then I pulled my pants down, put a wooden ladle between my teeth, and Mr. Bee jammed it in. It was equally disgusting for both of us, but didn't hurt as badly as I thought it would.
Yesterday I got my stash of meds for the rest of the month and my cabinet looks like a pharmacy. Seriously. I'll have to take pictures.
I was told earlier this week that I also have to go in for a water ultrasound, or a saline sonohysterogram. It sounds less than pleasant, but then again, so does all of this. But again, worth it. Do you hear that Baby Bee? You are WAY WANTED! So, let's get this show on the road.