Wednesday, March 9, 2011
I'm a pharmacy.
Picked up our medication yesterday. My eyes were huge when the pharmacist brought them out in two plastic boxes. Prior to picking up, I called in and mentioned I'd be picking up for my donor as well, which I'm sure sounded odd to the pharmacy technician! I think they even checked with my doctor to confirm that this was okay. Meh.
The image on top is my stuff, and that on the bottom is my sister's. It's daunting because I'll be performing all the injections for the both of us, since my darling husband is a needle chicken!
Complaining aside, I feel lucky to live in a time when modern medicine can treat women like me, and lead them to motherhood. Just a few years ago, none of this would have been possible...