The medicine regime I'm on requires taking the (refrigerated) medicine around the same time every day. For example, I'm supposed to take my morning Cetrotide injection -- the med that prevents ovulation -- around 8:30am each day. That seemed a reasonable time to do the shot as I'm usually awake and still at home around that time.
This morning, however, I was an hour south of my house en route to Tallahassee to see my doctor at that satellite office when it came time for my morning injection. So I did what any other person would do: I packed my medicine in a cooler, started the drive, stopped at a Dunkin Donuts for breakfast, and then sat in the car, prepped everything I needed, and gave myself the injection while inside the car. I hope nobody noticed what I was doing, because I'm sure it looked incredibly sketchy, especially with my husband in the passenger seat holding the bio-hazard container and whatnot.
On the plus side, my doctor was pleased at my follicle growth. I know responsive follicles do not necessarily mean healthy/mature eggs, but it's a first step. On the I'm-not-sure side of things, my doctor continued to express his amazement at the size of the fibroid inside of me. I'll be seeing his colleague when I go back to Tallahassee on Monday, and my doctor just kept saying something like "Wow. He's going to be amazed at the size of that fibroid." The doc sure knows how to make a gal feel good about her insides. I received more info about the surgery I'll be having because of the fibroid, but that'll be a different blog post.
In other "news," my husband and I had a delicious lunch at a Colombian restaurant in Tallahassee. I highly recommend Super Perros. It's located on some random corner lot between two highway connectors, but the food was amazing. I mean, if I'm driving all over South Georgia and North Florida, I may as well get some good meals out of it.