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blood red lilies

blood red lilies

I don’t know how I missed this experience.  I know that it is common for doctors to prescribe an injection to be done at home.  I think I’ve had one prescribed before and gotten the injection from the pharmacist.  Not even sure about that though.

So, when the doctor asked me if I was all right with a shot a day for 5 days, I agreed without really thinking much about it.  It was when I was driving home that it all got suddenly very real. 

Mimi is out of town and I’ve never seen the little dressing room type thing in a pharmacy here where one can discreetly receive an injection.   I was going to have to give myself a shot every night for 5 nights! Holy Guacamole!

I skipped the pharmacy and went and bought some lilies instead, then went home and arranged them.  Funeral flowers right?  I even asked Gaby if pharmacists gave shots here.  She said she’d never seen that, she read my prescription, and laughed and said she thought I’d have to do it myself.

I put it off for hours, after all I had until I went to bed to get this stuff, right?  Finally, about 8pm I went to the pharmacy.  I knew there was no place for some discreet shot giving at my regular pharmacy and I thought I was resigned.  I had the ladies who work there laughing because I wanted a smaller needle.  They finally convinced me that a smaller one would not reach the bottom of the vial to get all the medication.  Sheez!

look at the size of that puppy

look at the size of that puppy

As I was having this conversation, a woman walked over and asked me in English if I needed any help.  I said no, it wasn’t a language problem it was a problem of nerve and the length of the needle.  She showed me a trick of holding it so you can’t send the needle all the way to your bones and even offered to come to my house and give me the shot.  That was a little much for me.  I thanked her and said I would do this, I’m a grown woman.  She agreed.   OK, so I’m a big baby and a whiner.

It turned out she is a language teacher and she gave me her card.  Not only does she think I’m a big baby and a whiner but I don’t do it gracefully in Spanish. 

I recognized her name, she’s a friend of Theresa’s and actually she is really nice.  I think Mimi is going to talk to her about lessons, I’m going to be a big girl and go off to the Uni for school, but that’s another post.

So, yeah, I gave myself a shot in the ass last night and I’m going to do it again tonight and for 3 more nights.  Because… I am woman, hear me roar!!  and whine.   It worked pretty well although it bled for a long time and I forgot to do the alcohol thing beforehand.  I have a huge bruise now so I’ll need to pick another spot.  Luckily, I have lots of room in that area.

16 comments to an ex-pat milestone

  • Leslie

    You go girl…

  • Congrats! I could never do this. I almost feinted when I read the post.

  • Holy crap! Here in Maz all the clinics will give you a shot for 20 pesos or something. Paul did that once. Eeek, you are tougher than I am!

    By the way, hope it isn’t serious.

  • Rummy

    You’re definitely not a whiner… I know because I used my “bad golf shot” ruler: when you’ve hit a crappy shot, you’re entitled to 3 to 5 minutes of verbal/mental/physical childishness, then get over yourself. You’re entitled to it, go ahead and use it – and you’ve gotta give everyone else the same leeway. Which you’ve just done – pseudo-whined, got over it, did the next deed. “You’ve got ovaries girl” doesn’t have the same snap as “You’ve got balls” – does it?, but you’ve definitely got them – actual or metaphysical! Good luck with further shotage, how about ice cloths afterwards…

  • Girlfriend, almost everybody in Mexico knows how to give a shot. When I needed B12 every few days after a serious illness, my next-door neighbor came over and shot me. If you can’t tolerate doing it to yourself, just ask your maid–if she can’t do it for you (or if you don’t want to show her your butt), her suegra or her comadre can.

    Remember: upper inner corner of the lower outer quadrant.

    Big hugs
    Cristina

  • Anne Johnson

    Just don’t shoot yourself in the foot, girlfriend.

  • Go to Clínica Yucatán (actually any clínica will do but you can walk to that one from home) go back to the nurse’s station and tell them you need a shot. It’s between 10 and 20 pesos, some Dr Simi’s have a consulta attached where you can have a shot but it’s 30 pesos, so we do the nurse route.
    That sounds like La Maestra,she is genuinely nice. It’s amazing what a small town Merida can be, isn’t it?
    regards,
    Theresa

  • Alex

    You aren’t a baby or a whiner – I bet I could be lots more immature about this if it were me!!

  • Mic

    Like a “spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down”….an “armload of iris’s” should help ….but that missive made me cringe also. Happy to read in comments there’s places to go in Merida for you to have it done as I could definitely NOT be as brave as you. But glad it brought you those gorgeous red iris’s – never seen red ones before….Beautiful!!!

  • Yes, Theresa, it was La Maestra. It was kind of her to come and see if I needed help. I tried to call you that night and I think yesterday and no answer, maybe you were off in the campo.

    Going to a clinic for a shot is now ringing a bell, somewhere I think I knew that and forgot it. Oh well, I’m half way through this now so I will soldier on. My butt hurts like hell though in the shot area and I don’t know if it my technique or the drug.

    I’m fine by the way, it is another attempt to get a handle on these recurring urinary tract infections that I’ve been getting for the last few years. I’m seeing a specialist now and hopefully we’ll solve it.

    Cristina, I’m trying to get my head around that quadrant thing you wrote. I went for the top part because it was easier to reach. As they say on LolCats, I iz doan it rong.

    Mic, those aren’t Iris, they are Lily. It is an unusual deep orange-red color though. I really like it although they have no smell. I usually get the white ones because I love the smell. It is a pay off for being brave, like your mom would get you an ice cream after the doctor if you didn’t make a scene. It was kind of funny, I was driving along thinking ‘what to do, what to do, oh my god… I think I’ll go buy flowers’ easy transition for my mind.

  • Mic

    hahaha I love the way you think!!

  • Sky

    LOL J!! Welcome to my world. There are a number of tricks and tips for injection, the most important one is to relax tho. All those tensed muscles make the job that much harder. It will all be over before you know it.

  • Heh! I have to relax too? This is getting harder. I finally remembered the alcohol and to hold the spot afterwards so it stops bleeding, now you want me to relax? I’m too busy.

  • Jonna – The lilies are beautiful. You deserved that gift. OMG…ahhh I can’t even look at a needle let alone stick it in my butt! You are my hero! Holy crap, can’t you drink something that can help with the problem. You are a SUPER brave girl. Sherry

  • ilene

    OMG, Jonna! Guess I’m a huge whiner then. I had to have shots in my abdomen for 4 days in a row, every 6 weeks for 3 months. You don’t think I did it do you? Nooooo, I had Sarah (yes, our Sarah Blackwood) do it for me and then she showed John how to do it. And it was in easy reach – not even in my butt – it was in my belly (plenty of room there, too). I’m such a weenie. You are braver than me, girl. Hats off to you!

  • teresa freeburn

    those lilies are absolutely beautiful and you deserved them. i don’t think i’d be able to give myself a shot-too much of a coward. God willing i won’t ever become a diabetic, something that is prevalent in my family. i hope whatever the shots are for is not serious and the shots will take care of the problem.

    teresa in lake stevens, wa.