Injection/Medication Class
Saturday, December 11th, 2004Yesterday DH and I went to a fertility class to learn all about these wonderful medications and how to administer shots. It was quite a hoot, really. First the nurse went over the different types of medications we might be asked to take and what side effects we needed to notify them about. She thought we should notify them if we stopped breathing...you think?
After we learned about our meds, we were given needles and sodium chloride and were taught how to properly load a syringe. We practiced on oranges. DH took this job very seriously. He took notes and paid close attention. Good thing, because he will have to administer the shots if I have to take any in the future!
Turns out it was a good thing I took the class. I found out I was taking some of my medication inappropriately, shall we say. I started taking Prometrium two days ago, and on the bottle it says to take the pills orally. Well, they apparently say that on the prescriptions because the pharmacies kept calling them for verification of the real instructions - they want me to insert these pills vaginally so they'll get absorbed closer to the uterus! What????? How was I supposed to know this? Fortunately I had only taken 4 orally, and by manufacturer's instructions they are meant to be taken orally, so it's not a big deal. However, the doctor could have mentioned this when he wrote the prescription!
I also found out from the nurse that ibuprofen interferes with implantation. This is bad news since I have been on a 1200 mg dose for 2 weeks until Monday this week due to a running injury. Fortunately I stopped taking it before my IUI because I heard it can cause a miscarriage. Now I'm worried that the damage may have already been done. Why does this have to be so complicated!
I also learned I'm glad I'm not morbidly obese. They have a special needle for the morbidly obese patients, which is used for intramuscular injections. It was huge, thick and long. I might decide not to have kids rather than suffer through that needle. The regular one was small and you could see dealing with it. The 25 gauge was like what they would give someone in the Victorian era.
