I started my lupron shots last night. Last year, I was so angry with hubby because he chose to go down to his farm the weekend I was to start. I was also angry because his best friend's stepfather had died and he didn't even go to the funeral home. Sometimes I really don't understand him. He won't even own the farm until his father dies and he only maintains it for hunting (something else I don't understand at all). I was very nervous and fumbly and crying with my first shot last year, and much of it was frustration with him. He was really wonderful and helpful with all the stimulant shots, though, and did a great job with the big needles (intramuscular). Moving back to present day, I didn't call him away from the computer last night to help and our bathroom is tiny anyway. The lupron is really a breeze as there is no mixing and I did it very matter-of-factly, as if I were a nurse, I thought anyway. It's funny how things change for a second cycle. He may be going to Cincinnati for a fish hobbyists' convention later this month, and I'm not even concerned. If I happen to need my HCG shot while he's gone, I've decided to ask one of the ladies at my church, who's a nurse (nurse practitioner, I think) at an OB/GYN office. Of course, he WILL have to come back for retrieval day, as something must be retrieved from him too, hee hee.