Day 2

155.5 lbs. An increase was to be expected since I'm on day 2-Gorge Your Heart Out. I'm surprised that a half lb. was all I gained.

Tonight I had lots of pizza and ice cream. I ate somewhat normally during the day, but don't think I overdid it because I had to work.

I spoke with an experienced friend about how I mixed up my potion last night. It seems that I did it right. But....when it came to the injection and how much I shot myself with, my calculations and understanding of all the lines and ml/cc labels on the syringe did me in. I suck with metrics! I thought the ml's were the cc's on the syringe. With that in mind, I pretty much tripled the dose I should have had. No worries though, it's only hormones. At least I got that part straight. So, now I'm shooting up 1/2 ml. or 5 cc's instead of 1.75 ml.! How stupid am I? I added about 1 ml. of the bacteriostatic water back into my potion to sort of make up for the difference I took out last night. It will dilute the concoction only slightly. No big whoop.

My friend also said I need to eat more today and tomorrow. I inadvertently let my stomach growl today. He said people that "really" gorge do a lot better the first week on the diet. I felt full after pigging out on the pizza, but at 8:30 pm I headed out the door for a Big Mac and fries while there were still hours in the day. Now, I really feel full and bloated. I managed to shoot the right amount of hCG in my butt tonight. Now, that is the ticket! It was easier and less painful than I thought. Not that there is a lot of pain associated with these injections.

I've Left the Starting Gate - Day 1

Yesterday the remainder of my supplies arrived. I've counted and organized the 2 sizes of syringes, mixing vials and hCG. The type of hCG was HuCoG from India. It arrived via Express Mail through the USPS. Interesting, since I deliver Express Mail on nearly a daily basis. Usually it is overnight mail, more expensive and you have to sign for it. I have no idea why or how the package came Express because it took at least a couple weeks to get here. Maybe it was Express mail once it hit the US.

Today I've been trying to gorge, since I must do that for three days. I will try to

make a more valiant effort with that tomorrow. It turned out that I needed to fast this morning because I was getting some screenings for heart, blood and such. I feel like I got cheated out of breakfast since I was fasting and then there weren't enough hours left in the day to make up that meal. I'm pretty stuffed right now as it is.

Tonight I mixed up the injection concoction/potion thingy. I went back and forth from a couple of YouTube videos on how to do it properly. I think I did it right. Next, I headed off to the bathroom for the stick. Tonight I chose the belly. Tomorrow night I might switch to the butt. The injection really didn't hurt since the needle is fairly thin. I'm just not convinced I can deftly twist around and poke myself in the butt. Maybe the mirror really can help! I must really try to do this at the same time each night for the best results. At least all the mixing is done and for the next 40 days it's just a "shot, baby."



OK, so I'm starting at 155 lbs. Eeekkk! I said I wasn't going to broadcast that, but there I go.

Not the best pictures, either. The hairdo was a leftover from the down pour I got to deliver the mail in today. Some days I love that job more than others!

More Supplies Arrived

The bacteriostatic water arrived yesterday. Three little plastic bottles into which I will mix the hCG when it arrives. I've decided to assign a plastic pan the home for all this gear I'm collecting. So far, I have the water and the alcohol wipes safely inhabiting the space.

Can't wait to get started. The countdown clock is getting antsy just sitting up there on the top of this blog doing absolutely nada.

Today I think I will look up the calorie contents of all the proteins, fruits and veggies I can eat on this diet. I'll make a cheat sheet. Not a cheat sheet in the sense of cheating, but more of a quick reference. If I'm thinking right, I'll start off my days by adding the calories of the proteins, then the fruits and lastly, I'll know how much I can eat in the way of veggies. Kind of work backwards, if you will. I need to know how many calories are in a head of lettuce, for instance. The proteins will contain the bulk of my daily caloric intake. I think it makes sense to start there. So, off to the list. I love spreadsheets! It's likely because I'm so anal!

More Prep Ordered

Today I finally completed ordering the last of the paraphernalia I will need to start my diet. Bacteriostatic water was ordered days ago, but I had a bit of trouble finding the right size syringes. I was told to go with 27 gauge 1.25 inch syringes since the injections will be administered intramuscularly. Anything shorter or longer would be an attempt at futility or unnecessarily sticking the pointy part into my butt or belly too deep. I also ordered ten 20 gauge needles for mixing my potion along with a 30 ml. vial. I was also told that I could use the 27 gauges, but it took longer. I want to eliminate any possibility of accidentally hitting the sides of the hCG ampules with the needle tips by having to enter the ampule more than once. Or, so I think. The hCG itself is currently on its way from India, a somewhat scary prospect since I just watched "Slumdog Millionaire" last night. Will just try to think positive thoughts, anyway.

YouTube.com offers up some pretty good videos about mixing the injection concoction. People have different takes on things. I've noticed that some people are more diligent about alcohol wiping everything before they start. That is the boat for me. Sterile is good.

I'm not too concerned about the injections themselves. After going through two IVF sessions, I'm confident I can handle this. I hope it's what I expect as far as the size of the needles and such. At least I know I won't be having to give myself an intramuscular injection with one of the largest needles I'd ever seen. Back then, my mom was supposed to be giving me that shot in the butt, but she dropped the syringe on the motel carpet. Even though, we had a back-up needle, she chickened out and forced me to inject my own self in the thigh. Ouch!!! What we won't go through for the pursuit of a baby who will in 10-12 years aptly make us crazy! I've done some nutty things in my life and that was certainly one of them.

Seriously though, my daughter is the wind beneath my wings and the main reason for going on this diet. I want to be around for her. I have to get her to maturity and teach her everything I know about God, cars, men, government, gardening, spices, sewing, animals, music, and respect for the earth. I have to teach her to be street smart, to spot scams and hoaxes perpetrated by those who want to profit by fleecing we, the Americans. I want her to seek out truth wherever it may hide. The truth hides plenty these days. If she doesn't get a sufficient education in history, I, the parent, must fill in the gaps. It is those who don't know their history who are destined to repeat it or suffer needlessly from it.