I had a strong moment of fear this evening.  I gathered togather all of my needle/drug paraphanelia to mix my repronex shot this evening.  This shot is to be given sub-q.  That is, into the fatty tissue in the abdomen.  The pharmacist forgot to give us any of the 1/2 inch sub-q needles.  The pharmacy closes at 6.  I noticed this at 5:45.  We live in St. Peters.  The pharmacy is at Mo-Bap.  I wouldn’t have made it.  I tried calling Ben.  Now, there isn’t much purpose to a phone if you turn the ringer of, is there?  No.  I tried four times.  He showed up at 5:55 and told me that I should have tossed Becca in the car and headed out.  Never mind that I wouldn’t have made it anyhow.

Ben’s saving grace is that he remembered that he didn’t dispose of our drug paraphanelia from prior cycles, and also where it was.  We have 1/2 needles for tonight and Sunday night.

The alternative was using the 1 1/2 inch needles, and trying not to put them all the way in.  1 1/2 inches doesn’t sound like much, but pull out a ruler and imagine sticking that in your stomach.