One of those days

I was supposed to take my trigger shot by 3pm today, which meant bringing everything with me to work. 3pm roles around and I go through the usual prep routine and then I can't get the stupid needle through my skin! I've done this at least 10 times before. Why in the world isn't it working?!? I kept trying and was bleeding from like 5 different spots before I called the nurses at PPVI- well, I bypassed their line and asked the office manager to let me talk to one of them ASAP. The nurse walked me through the procedure and told me to be more forceful, etc- all to no avail. I told her I'd done these injections plenty of times and never had  trouble so it must be the needle.

By this time it was 3:45 and I was well passed the deadline for the shot. I had no other needles with me at work so I left early to go home and use a different needle. But as it turns out, K.ubats had not included any needles for the HCG in this months package. I was totally SOL. I eventually got the right needles from W.algreens after K.ubats called them for me, but I ended up doing the shot nearly 2 hours late. The new needle went through with no issue, so beware there are dud needles!!!! I would not have guessed that was possible but I'm relieved to know I'm not losing my touch.

On top of that, while I was walking the 4 blocks from my office to my car, I slid down a 2 foot pile of snow and abruptly landed on my tush and bruised my tail-bone. At least 3 people saw me and only one stopped to see if I was okay, but didn't help me up or anything. I was carrying the prepared HCG injection in a container with ice and everything went everywhere! It was a miracle the injection didn't spill or break.

I also learned from PPVI today that my thyroid numbers are still crappy. My T3 is 67 and the healthy range is 70-150 (I think) and my T3 -Reverses T3 ratio is 2.7 and they want it to be greater than 10. When I first started t3 supplements 2 years ago, I think my ratio was 3, so not only has mine not improved by it's a little worse. They wanted me to increase my T3 dose but last time I tried that I had extreme anxiety (racing heart and pulse) so I am absolutely not jumping to the dose they recommended because that feeling is awful.

My husband was a super-hero and made me a gin and tonic as soon as I got home and went to the pharmacy for me to pick up the new needles. I took a hot bath to calm my nerves and soothe my bruised tail-bone. I was pleasantly surprised to get a call from the K.ubats pharmacist apologizing for not sending the needles and letting me know they were refunding the full cost of the HCG! I was not expecting that.

All these little things seem so embarrassingly trivial. I could be ashamed to admit I let all this get to me. Sometimes though, it's the little things about IF that can really kick you in the gut. And then I think of St. Therese and how all these little things can be transformed into beautiful roses before the thrown of our Lord if we bear them with love and patience. I hope I can get better at that. Today just reminded me how far I have to go on the path to sainthood. Sometimes I feel like IF has made me more selfish. Oh how I have a lot to learn.