Don't Talk To Me About Weed Tarp

This is me on Stimulatory Meds Day 1

YouTube is great for so many things!  This evening, as both John and I began to panic about not knowing what vial to mix into what solution in what amount and with what needle, I simply typed "menopur" into the YouTube search and found exactly how to do it.  It was kind of awesome.  I do want to go on record however, stating that I think they are giving the average citizen way too much credit for being able to figure this stuff out.  For example, here are the steps to my morning shot:
1. Load medicine into pen
2. Turn dial to 125 ml
3. Stick in my tummy and quickly push the syringe
4. No problem

John was a rock star at giving this shot!  I didn't even feel it. In fact, I have already informed him that instead of getting up on another weekend morning at 6:30 AM for a shot, he can prepare it and bring it into my nice warm bed.  And there is your answer if you ever wondered just how lazy I could get.

But then came the evening shot, and this is the one where I think the doctors overestimated our collective intelligence.  Fortunately, thanks to the afore mentioned YouTube video, we feel we were successful at conquering this particular mission:

1. Flip caps off off two vials of powder and one vial of solution
2. Using a thick gauged needle draw up 1 cc of solution
3. Inject into powder vial and mix
4. Draw up ALL the mixed solution
5. Inject into second powder vial and mix
6. Screw off giant scary needle and screw on smaller less scary needle
7. Inject into my tummy

So far the side effects haven't been too ridiculous.  Unless you count the weed tarp conversation:

John: "So, sweetie, I was talking to JJ and he says that weed tarp is completely useless. He said--"
Me: "What?  What are you saying about weed tarp?  I ALREADY TOLD YOU, we had it all around the other house and it was awesome!"
John: "Sweetie, I was constantly weeding out there.  I didn't work."
Me: (Sputtering) "What, what now?  It was fantastic!  There were no weeds.  Look, I can't talk to you about this anymore.  I can't believe you're even saying this." (Exit room).

We have yet to finish the conversation about the weed tarp, but it is one of those hot button issues that we can't just let slide by.

I have also observed that John has began to hold full conversations with our Lab, Charlie.  For example, tonight when I became agitated about deciding what to have for dinner, and my voice hit that pitch that only dogs and small children can hear, I noticed that John had stopped paying attention to me at all.  He was talking to the dog.

John: "Now settle down Charlie!  You'll get your dinner.  You really need to calm down buddy, all this agitation isn't good for you."
Charlie: What is daddy talking about?  I'm just sitting here patiently at his feet with my snout in his lap like I always do.
John: "That's it boy, just take it easy."
Charlie: Take it easy?  If I was taking it any easier I wouldn't be breathing.

They were both looking at me from the corners of their eyes.  They think they're so clever.

John has asked if he could be my guest blogger and write a post about how great I am.  Of course I said yes.  Wherever John goes, hilarity ensues, so stay tuned.