my husband can’t commit

Ok don’t get ahead of yourself we are talking about shots here. He was hot out of the gates and then somehow did a face-plant.

Two nights ago for some crazy reason he believed his reinstated shot duty responsibility ultimately guaranteed him the right to be my doctor. Yes, my doctor. Karlis had me lay down on the couch then he started rubbing my hip (he said he was "prepping" the injection site which is totally unneeded). Well he started to rub too hard on my battered skin and I started to grumble and he told me in a deep commanding voice "you will need to be quiet miss because I am the doctor". Needless to say I think his responsibilities are going to his head.

The thought of last night’s shot makes me want to throw-up, literally. Karlis likes to pinch a few inch section of my beautifully toned perfect perky tight skin and he really struggles to get any fat at all (ok so it’s a FAR stretch from the truth but it is my story and wow do I sound good!). So he pinched and halfway through his dart like shot motion he hesitated, didn’t fully commit, so the needle went partially in and he had to slightly re-jab the thing. (brief flashback to the thought of me running around the house with a needle hanging out of my derriere) Anyway he let go of my gorgeous Oil of Olay skin (oh maybe another IVF sponsor) and grabbed hold of the entire syringe with both hands to try and steadily inject the liquid fire into my beautiful ageless skin (I am loving this!). Well when he was almost finished with that he for a reason I will NEVER understand in my entire life decided to re-pinch/grip my, you got it, luscious porcelain dew like skin. Let me state this again in a different way, he freakin pinched a 3 inch section of my muscle that already had a 1.5 inch carving knife hanging out of it. Well he might as well of taken a nail gun and shot the thing at 450 mph into me. It STUNG, CRAMPED, BURNED, HURT LIKE YOU KNOW WHAT. I think my poor muscle tissue wrapped around all sides of that needle and grabbed on in defenseless mercy……but it’s ok because he didn’t intend to and what husband ever signs up for playing doctor. Yes, he briefly wanted to play one the night before but I think this tiny episode snapped him back to hockey player reality. In-vitro anyone?

I started really thinking about my entire blog and realized I am talking about mainly a few things (minus the scum buckets who are suing us) shots, symptoms, drug induced craziness and………. basically that’s it. Guess that can get rather boring but IVF rather consumes your life. So if the blog is starting to bore you and you are thinking that I might eventually switch things up and throw in a great pot pie recipe or best vacation spot in the world well you might want to stop looking. It ain’t comin’. Not now anyway. Maybe during my bed rest I will dig deep and run out of IVF related things to talk about but I doubt it. I think it’s here to stay until we achieve our baby.