Day one is done.
After leaving the pharmacy yesterday afternoon I almost had a panic attack in the car. The two grocery bags full of medications was daunting and I think I was worried about getting it all at one time. There were roughly 8 prescriptions in the bag, but we are just starting with two of them, which is so much more manageable. We definitely ran into some issues being that it was the first night:
Firstly, the one medication I am on needs to be mixed and for whatever reason, we STRUGGLED to get the solution into the bottle with the powder. Irwin tried multiple attempts to draw it up, and then I took over after getting a little frustrated with him (Lord, give me patience). We also realized that once you close a sharps container, you can’t reopen it. It’s a learning curve.
The time had finally come for him to inject me and I think we both freaked. I will never forget the look of terror/sadness he had in his eyes. All in all, it wasn’t too bad. Just like a pinch and then it was over. We both took a deep breath after both injections were administered and I realized then that we were probably both holding our breaths. Night two is tonight, and while I’m not exactly excited about it, I don’t have the same anxieties about it.
I am feeling pretty good today, not sleepy or nauseous or anything. I do feel a little bit of activity in the ovary regions of my body though, which I am going to take as a good sign.
Today I am thankful for my amazing husband. He is so courageous and totally my rock. This is hard on me physically, but I can tell it’s equally as hard on him mentally. I’m just praying for his strength through this. If you see him around, just say a quick prayer for him and make sure he is doing okay. I really do love that man with all my heart.