I went to my Peanut check-up today…met another doctor in my lovely group…found I’d gained 20 pounds total…and that my glucose is fine. Bueno. All systems go. The nurse returned for my Rhogam shot (no ET biohazard suit in sight, though the needle was large and pink) and said, “Alrighty…I need a hip.” A hip? You mean my rear end? “Let’s be honest here,” I said, “You’re not talkin’ about my hip. You want a cheek.” “Yep,” she said, “Turn around.”
I have to say- I am a champion shot-taker. No issues…no fainting…minimal anxiety…no screaming or squirming.
I think I’m growing.