Hey, does anyone have any amusing first pin stories? I notice a lot of people here -myself included- are thinking of starting their first cycle, and are curious, anxious, Hell, sometimes downright nervous, about that first pin.
Me, I had to delay my first cycle while I wait for my AI, so curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to jab myself anyway. I've never been bothered by injections or by pain in general, but I just can't inflict pain on myself. My brain won't let me do it. I cannot self-terminate!
So...I took a 25g needle and a syringe and had a little trial run today out of boredom and impatience. Obviously, the syringe was only there for something to hold.
Anyway, I tried my delt. I had my eyes closed because I was concentrating on what I was feeling. I just pressed harder and harder on the needle, expecting to feel a sudden sharp prick when the tip burst through the skin. The prick never came, so I pussied out and decided to try a new pin in my glutes. I damn near broke the needle off in my delt because I hadn't realised it had slid all the way in. It was just like when the nurse does it and you get that surprised "Huh? You already did it?" look she must see every day.
All the same, I'd much rather someone else pinned me. Even without pain, the idea of stabbing anything through my skin just causes part of my brain to refuse to allow it. But I have a feeling that will change once the gear kicks in and the PBs start to fall.
Me, I had to delay my first cycle while I wait for my AI, so curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to jab myself anyway. I've never been bothered by injections or by pain in general, but I just can't inflict pain on myself. My brain won't let me do it. I cannot self-terminate!
So...I took a 25g needle and a syringe and had a little trial run today out of boredom and impatience. Obviously, the syringe was only there for something to hold.
Anyway, I tried my delt. I had my eyes closed because I was concentrating on what I was feeling. I just pressed harder and harder on the needle, expecting to feel a sudden sharp prick when the tip burst through the skin. The prick never came, so I pussied out and decided to try a new pin in my glutes. I damn near broke the needle off in my delt because I hadn't realised it had slid all the way in. It was just like when the nurse does it and you get that surprised "Huh? You already did it?" look she must see every day.
All the same, I'd much rather someone else pinned me. Even without pain, the idea of stabbing anything through my skin just causes part of my brain to refuse to allow it. But I have a feeling that will change once the gear kicks in and the PBs start to fall.