update - trigger shot

My doctor said to give myself the HCG trigger shot at 10pm Monday night. I thought I was so prepared...the meds were in the fridge, I had my alarm set 5 minutes to 10pm...
and DH was on the phone with his sister when the alarm went off so I went to the kitchen to clear space and prep the injection. The med comes inside a glass ampule and needs to be mixed with a liquid solution. I had to break off the top of both glass ampules and as I transferred the liquid into the powder...it all shot out on the kitchen counter! There was a hole in the bottom.
I started to panic but told myself there must be something I could do to get a new injection at 10:00 on a Monday night.

While DH was still chatting away, I called my Doctor's after-hours hotline which transferred me to another hotline, and I got a nurse practitioner after awhile. I explained what happened and she sent a new prescription to a pharmacy in town and told me to hurry because they closed at 11:00. DH's car was parked in front of our apt. and it's impossible to park downtown so I tore off on my bike to get to the pharmacy got there in 8 minutes and then waited 20 min outside until I could come in...its one of those walk up after hour prescription windows that they have all over Europe. Just in case you were wondering, if you're a tourist and you get sick you can always try the walk up window and they will try to get you a prescription through the on-call Dr.

Anyways, I ended up being the last person, and I showed the pharmacist the broken ampule and he replaced everything. Then I asked if I could 'shoot' inside the pharmacy because I was pretty stressed by then and thought they could help. It all worked out and I was home by 11pm. But this morning...I woke up with a miserable cold. I don't really have a great feeling about this cycle. If it happens it would be great, but I've learned NOT to get my hopes up too high and just take it one step at a time.

Tomorrow is DH's day off. He is still seeing double, but he has a vision correction patch on his eye glasses. It means I'm going to drive to the Fertility clinic, or take the train in case...DH can't handle it. Either way, tomorrow might turn out to be the day my baby dream comes true and then all of this would be really really worth it.