What. The. Fuck. I’m working backwards because today was surprising. I went in for my first Zoladex shot. All I knew about it was that it’s supposed to suppress my hormones and that I’ll get it every quarter. Well, my very favorite nurse (WHO IS MOVING TO ALASKA I HATE YOU!) came and got me and I asked about where it was gonna go. The stomach. Shit, okay. Then she explains that it’s an IMPLANT. She brought me ice and had me ice the lower stomach area for a while. She printed off the side effects and all the other information I needed to know (that the docs didn’t give…