Now for my reward

So after having two glasses of wine for courage I just had my first shot. I made my husband do it for me though. We went in the bedroom, laid out everything very clinically. We watched the "how to" video. We swabbed the area with alcohol. We got the syringe ready. Then I couldn't stop laughing. I was pysching myself out. Everytime Pete went to pinch the area I could not stop laughing. It took at least 10 tries. Finally I stopped him and had to talk it out. The needle we are using is small. I get shots with no problem. I give blood every time I am eligible. I have had much bigger needles. This is just psychological. This is no big deal. I took a deep breath and got serious and told him I was ok. He did the shot and I barely felt it. It was over before I knew it started. So day 1 is done. Now to eat the reward brownie I baked (and told myself I could not have till I finished the shot).