{"id":473,"date":"2008-03-13T20:53:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-13T20:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/2008\/03\/13\/cue-whining\/"},"modified":"2015-06-19T00:24:12","modified_gmt":"2015-06-18T23:24:12","slug":"cue-whining","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/2008\/03\/13\/cue-whining\/","title":{"rendered":"Cue Whining"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s time for my biweekly whine about trying to self-inject.  Expect to see this series continue every other week for the rest of my goddamn life.<br \/>\nSo I go through a certain amount of psychological drama every damn time and I thought two things about this:  1. visually, there might be something interesting in there with art applications.  2. I&#8217;d have a lot of motivation to &#8220;be a man&#8221; and suck it up and just do it if the camera was running.<br \/>\n(Yes, I am indeed aware of how completely problematic &#8220;be a man&#8221; is.  I have to emotionally abuse myself in order to force myself to stab myself.  It&#8217;s problematic all the way around.)<br \/>\nIn case you&#8217;re wondering, this actually turns out to be quite a poor plan.  Not only are my hands kind of shaking, but I&#8217;m self conscious about it.  Finally, despite knowing it&#8217;s usually a poor idea, I pushed the needle slowly into my leg.  Because if you can&#8217;t force a blade quickly though your skin, doing it slowly is <i>such<\/i> a great idea.  But I&#8217;ve done this all of 7 times before.  Clearly, I know what I&#8217;m doing.  I can tell, for example, that I seem to be deep enough because as I push down the plunger, nothing is leaking up around the needle.<br \/>\nNo, that leaking will wait until I&#8217;ve pushed the plunger all the way down.  Because if a little leaks while I&#8217;m injecting, it means the last day before my next shot, I&#8217;ll feel like shit, but on the other hand, I can just push down further and the rest goes where it belongs.  Contrast this with everything looking fine until I remove the needle and all the T comes running out after it.  It&#8217;s soaked through the bandaid I put on.  It&#8217;s soaked through my trousers.  Of course, it&#8217;s really hard to eyeball a greasy puddle of Cholesterol and guess how much less than 1 mL it is.  Did any get in the right place at all? I&#8217;d guess about half came back out, but what do I know?<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve been procrastinating on calling a local doctor.  I know I need to, because I run out of T in two weeks.  But now I have extra motivation.  Like, wtf now? Wait two weeks and hope not feel overly unhappily numb? Do it again right away and hope I don&#8217;t get way too much?<br \/>\nI hate needles.  I hate doctors.  I hate puberty.  I hate acne.  I hate psyching myself up to a shot.  I hate psyching myself up to use a public loo. I hate not knowing any other trans folks where I live.<br \/>\nI mean, there are good things about transitioning. Many, many good things.  I&#8217;m just not in that space right now.<br \/>\nAnd below . . . the final 4:20 of me trying to get myself to inject and finally doing it wrong.  Hooray for the internet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s time for my biweekly whine about trying to self-inject. Expect to see this series continue every other week for the rest of my goddamn life. So I go through a certain amount of psychological drama every damn time and I thought two things about this: 1. visually, there might be something interesting in there &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/2008\/03\/13\/cue-whining\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Cue Whining<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"activitypub_content_warning":"","activitypub_content_visibility":"","activitypub_max_image_attachments":4,"activitypub_interaction_policy_quote":"anyone","activitypub_status":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[76,177],"class_list":["post-473","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorised","tag-celesteh","tag-t"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/473","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=473"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/473\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2689,"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/473\/revisions\/2689"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=473"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=473"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.celesteh.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=473"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}