This is my fake "I don't wanna do this!" face. It's pretty much how I felt inside though.
First, I washed my hands to prepare to check my blood glucose level.
I pricked my finger and touched it to the end of the little black strip.
This was my reading, 314. A normal reading is between 70-110. Yikes.
I stalled for time and changed into my PJs. Then I took my time reading the instructions.
I got the needle on the insulin pen, and I flicked the pen just like they do in the movies.
This is me and the pen having a staring contest. My heart was pounding by this point.
After an hour of avoiding the inevitable, Nathan did the injection. This is my real face... pretty pitiful, huh?
Thanks to Allison for documenting everything. She said she felt like a voyer for snapping pictures at such an intense event, but I'm glad I got it on camera. She lightened the mood. :)
3 comments:
Can we say, "waa?" Ahh, you did such a great job! You are so brave...I'm pretty sure I would have curled up in the corner in a fetal position and cried. You inspire me. :) I'm praying for you!! Love you!!!!!
-Amy E.
Where's the photo of my stomach fat?!?! :) I've loved looking at these pics of the weekend...I've already looked them over twice and they bring happy thoughts and smiles to my face.
I'm so happy I could be there...thanks for such a fun, fun weekend!
Aw. I just read this post. Your face in that last photo makes me want to climb in my computer and give you a hug. When I was on chemotherapy I had to have daily injections of Neupogen to boost my immune system. That was bad enough. I recognize that needle stare off, though... MUAH!
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