I have to give myself a subcutaneous injection once a week. Tiny needle, less than 1 ml of fluid & I can use any body part I choose. Usually, I alternate thighs. Should be a no-muss, no-fuss, less than a minute event. Except….It takes me F-O-R-E-V-E-R to do it. I just can’t understand WHY. You would think it was a home amputation kit or something! It usually takes 20 minutes or so for me to work up the nerve. That’s nuts–I teach people to give themselves injections and I’m not especially tolerant. Is this boomerang karma biting me in the ass again? It has definitely changed the way I teach.
Some days I consider going to work & asking a co-worker to give me the shot-but it’s a matter of pride. Any of them would do it for me though. I’ve also thought about asking my Sweetie to do it for me, but I prefer to isolate him from my sick-o crap when I can. Goodness knows he wallows in it enough with me. So….That leaves me and I need to suck it up and do it.
Sometimes the whiny-baby in my head wants to turn it into a pity party but I don’t let that happen. I have too much to be grateful for to even start that stuff. Thank God I have medicines which allow me to keep on keeping on! I’ll keep struggling with it until I get it right, but my hesitation has been (and remains) a psychological mystery to me….