Time for a Big Ole Shot in the Butt

We'll have to go into the clinic either tomorrow or the next day, so they can do an ultrasound and look at the eggs that should be just about ready to go. And then I'll get the shot of HCG. Have you ever heard of HCG? It's supposed to make you ovulate (it's a "trigger shot") but get this--it's made out of urine. Of pregnant ladies. That's gross. But I had to get over that, cause I didn't have much choice.

The first time I got this shot, DH was very excited. He really wanted to see me get it in the butt (which I did). I think it's partly because it brings back memories for him. We were in the Peace Corps a few years ago and we had very rudimentary health care and I got sick and needed to have blood drawn. The nurse couldn't get it from my arms or my hands or a couple other places she tried. So eventually, she took it out of my butt. Sort of high on my butt, and it gave me a wicked cramp, and she smiled and said, "Duele, no ve?" (It hurts, right?) Every medical care professional I've talked to since thought this was crazy, but it happened, and DH was there to attest to it.

I think it's a mean reason to wish for another shot. I mean, I didn't wish salmonella on him again.