I bought my first month’s worth of OPKs today. I’ve now lost two kinds of peestick virginity.
The only problem is I may have gone a little overboard. I bought the 20 pack, thinking I was getting my money’s worth (plus it comes with a bonus pregnancy test–they’re much more optimistic than I am). Only to open it up, read the instructions, and see that I’m supposed to throw them away–unused–after 30 days. Fortunately for me, I have short cycles, so I could probably just squeeze in two cycles of testing, but, even then, I don’t think I’ll use up all 20 strips. Lesson learned, I guess.
We picked up the tests at the Walm.art pharmacy. I generally avoid that place at all costs. I can’t stand the crowds, the lighting, the ginormity of the place, or the cheap, made-in-China everything. But it turns out they have the best deal on 25 gauge 1.5 inch needles. And, supposedly, we can pick them up tomorrow.
Because we’re getting some of Hubby’s meds from another country, they don’t come with syringes or needles. We were buying extras from the specialty pharmacy where we get his other medication, but they were kind of expensive, as far as needles and syringes go. He found out he could get the exact same syringes and needles from our local pharmacy for about half the price–which was great, until I noticed they’d given him the wrong needles.
Turns out a 5/8 inch needle isn’t going to cut it for IM injections. (Don’t worry–we didn’t actually try it.)
So he took them back, and the pharmacy was supposed to order the needles we were after. We were told we could pick them up on Friday. That was two Fridays ago. When we went back yesterday, someone finally told us that if they hadn’t come in yet, they weren’t coming.
The ones we ordered today were even cheaper, so if they come through for us tomorrow, guess where we’ll be buying needles and syringes from now on.
That stupid smiley face (or whatever logo they’re using these days) is mocking me.