Tonight was injection night at the Spatula-Boy house. Because he's so awesome, The Boy has been very helpful right from the beginning with my medication. Normally I do my own injections, but every third time (Thighs, Abdomen, Butt), he has to help me and do my injection for me. Right in the butt. Needless to say, this has caused quite a few chuckles around the house.
"Are you ready to inject me in the butt?"
"Coming dear, just getting the warm washcloth ready!"
Yeah...you have to rub the injection site with a warm washcloth for five minutes after to diminish site reactions. It sorta works. Mostly I have a WHOLE lot of pink polka dots on my thighs, stomach, and butt.
Anyway, tonight was butt injection tonight. We got everything ready and The Boy cleaned off the area with an alcohol wipe. I felt him doing it and then...the following:
"No, that's too high. Move it down!"
"Here?"
"No, to the fat part!"
Silence......
"I mean, the really fat part!"
To his credit, he didn't laugh until after I started. And, I got my injection in the really fat part. Woo!
