Yes, Franco, injecting yourself
can be fun... or so I've been told. Unfortunately, I've been on ADT for almost all of my trimix shots -- it's all been for rehab purposes. 166 shots so far and zero fun has been had.
But it's still important to get in the mood. For you, that would have something to do with your wife, as I vaguely recall. For me it's different. My motivation is a grim determination to salvage some part of my sex life or die trying. When my last Trelstar shot wears off (probably sometime in early 2015) I want to remain anatomically correct.
To get in the mood to inject, I draw my shot, lay out the syringe and the alcohol swab, and then do a dramatic reading of Ahab's last few words from Moby Dick.
In that sequence, Ahab said...
Ho, ho! from all your furthest bounds, pour ye now in, ye bold billows of my whole foregone life, and top this one piled comber of my death! Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee. Sink all coffins and all hearses to one common pool! and since neither can be mine, let me then tow to pieces, while still chasing thee, though tied to thee, thou dammed whale! THUS, I give up the spear!"