I did my first shot today. I woke up full of anxiety. I do not love shots. I assumed it was going to be the worst shot ever created.
I’m so dramatic.
At approximately 830 I had my first shot. It was tiny. And I survived.
I look back and laugh at how inappropriate I acted.
Isn’t that funny. I wore myself out for nothing.
I paced and pleaded to do anything but this shot.
Now for the next few weeks this is my new norm.
Baby, here we come.