Holding the 10 cc vial marked "testosterona" carefully in my hand, I stuck my needle into the soft rubber stopper, flipped the vial
upside-down, and drew out 2 cc of oil. I pulled the needle out and I
tapped the side of the syringe to bring most of the air bubbles to the top.
I decided to stick it in my thigh. Off came my belt and down went my
pants. This one hurt like a bitch on the way in. I slowly aspirated to
see if I had landed the tip of the needle into a vein.
No blood. Great.
The plunger went in smoothly. I pulled the needle out, popped an alcohol swab on the site, and massaged the area.
I pulled my pants up, picked up my gun belt, and hooked it back on. It
seemed to not fit me as well as it did a few weeks ago. I guess that
would make sense because according to the scale, I had already gained
I left the house and got back in my patrol car. I picked up the radio
and advised dispatch I was 10-8.