NEW FRIENDS.

Today marks the first visit from my pre-natal nurse.  More importantly, it is the first Progesterone 17 shot ever administered in my home.  Yeah.

So, the nurse is awesome.  She is around my age and really nice.  She has a few kids of her own and she has been doing this for a long time.  She will come to my home every week and check my vitals and administer the drugs.

Let's talk shots, people.  P17 shots are not the most comfortable.  Though, I will say that they don't feel like Cortisone.  So, that's a win. 

The needle is longer than my finger.  The important one.  Once the site is prepared with alcohol and such, the needle is inserted near my hip and into the muscle of my butt.  Really.  There is muscle in there.  I swear.

Because we are dealing with a mL of fluid, the shot itself takes over a minute to be injected.  Over.  A.  Minute.

I could feel the fluid as it grew in my muscle.  It didn't BURN like Cortisone, but it definitely felt full and sore.  Eventually, I could feel the soreness travel the muscle to the front of my left hip.  But, it was not unbearable.

When it was finished, we talked about my new resources - including a high-risk nursing line that is available to me all of the time.  I will likely use this line over the one offered by my work because it is separate and they are equipped to answer high-risk questions.  My nurse will be with me through 36 weeks, if I go that long.  Somehow, this stranger puts me at ease and I look forward to seeing her every week.

Additionally, once I'm in my 20's, she will listen to the heartbeat every week.  What a relief!

So far, my butt feels fine.  I'm sure I will feel a little stiff this afternoon. . . but I'll deal with it for the sake of the baby.  And all of our sanity.

In other news. . I took a monstrous shit yesterday and no longer feel like my uterus is trying to wedge its way through my vagina.  Surgery and all of the accompanying drugs really clog things up.  But, it's nothing that a burger and fries from Five Guys can't handle.  ;)