The Box arrived today; I waited until I got home to open it (except for the part that needed refrigeration, I busted that out right away and threw it in the fridge.)  It was larger than I expected, and heavier than I expected.  It also contained way more stuff than I expected.

Shots

• Four boxes of Follistm (3 doses each, requires refrigeration)
• Six boxes of Ganirelix (one dose each)
• One box of Ovidrel (one dose, requires refrigeration)
• Four boxes of Menopur (but I think it’s five doses…figure that one out)

Not Shots

• Crinone progestin (24 applicators)
• Estrovel (30 pills)

Other Things

• Follistim pen so I can take my shots with me wherever I go, wahoo!
• Sharps container, which I have already broken and Joey has already fixed
• Lots of needles & syringes (15 of each, to be exact)
• Lots of alcohol pads
• Lots of gauze

I have never taken so much medicine in my entire life.  I wasn’t even sure where to put all this stuff, so I wound up putting everything back in the box it came in.  I’m not sure how in the world I’ll keep it all straight…this may call for a spreadsheet; y’all know how I feel about spreadsheets.

I went through everything and inventoried it, just to make sure they didn’t forget something.  There is just something creepy about seeing your very own personal name on a label for syringes and needles.  Observe:

I told y’all it was creepy, and I was right.  Don’t even try to argue with me.

And here is my very own sharps container, which will go in my bathroom and creep our our visitors:

As I mentioned earlier, I have already broken this and Joey has already fixed it.    He’s awfully handy to have around.  In my defense, nowhere on the container did it say DO NOT CLOSE THE LID YOU IDIOT GIRL.  Once the lid is closed, it does not open again.  I mean, that’s really handy if you’re trying not to spread HIV, but I don’t have HIV and I really didn’t mean to break it in the first place.

Fortunately Joey is innovative.

I also like how it says BIOHAZARD on it real big and dangerous-looking.

After putting my drugs away, I stuffed the Follistim and Ovidrel in the back of my refrigerator.  But my refrigerator is not deep enough, so when you open it up it’s like, ohai Jenna’s ovary stimulants…you are giving me the willies sitting there all next to the leftovers and whatever.

Just to illustrate how large the box was that this all came in, I decided to put Henry inside.  He no likey.

I have scarcely seen an angrier face on that dog.  He’s usually fairly happy go lucky, but he does not like being in the ovary stimulant box, that’s for sure and for certain.

Alright, we’re going to go take that furball on a walk now.  So…that’s all Internet.  Bye.