Shots, Shots, Shots!

Shots! Shots!
Shots! Shots! Shots!
Shots! Shots!
Shots! Shots! Shots!

Well...you get it.

Only this month, my tab for the shots will be comparable to my mortgage and I won't get drunk.

This month, I started Follistim shots as part of our fertility treatment.  This means I get to pay an extraordinary amount to give myself shots for 6 days straight. 

Jealous yet?

On the upside, the shots come in this handy-dandy pen with the tiniest needle.  It's not nearly as bad as I thought it would be.  Don't get me wrong, it's not fun.  But I can make myself do it.

My doctor calls this Rocket Fuel.  I'm sure real rocket fuel is cheaper.  But if this works, then money well spent!

Wish me luck!

This is not my hand by the way - Google Images.