Thanks everyone 
that's reassuring about the teeny tiny needles. I had a proper phobia of injections when I was younger, which I'm working on and is much less intense now. They still make me nervous though! It's ridiculous really, because whatever pain the injections cause will be about 0.1% as bad as my 3rd MC, which I did without pain relief (couldn't keep anything down).
euro, I'm starting to wobble a bit. I'm stuck in a bind with my job. In my line of work it's virtually impossible to get employment with anyone else, and if you do it's as a self-employed subcontractor with no security, and you have to work like a dog for crap money. The best thing to do is be independent and self-employed. But I can't build a client base when I might have to drop everything at 6 months' notice, because I get a BFP. And to be honest I don't want to work at all during my pregnancy, if I can help it. It's a hard physical job with dangerous elements including working at height, heavy lifting & solvents, and I just can't take the mental strain of maybe losing another pregnancy and wondering if it was something I did.
So I've hardly worked at all over the last six months. It's not a problem financially, Mr C is more than capable of supporting us both and really doesn't mind (that's why I'm a golddigger, obvs ) but it eats away at me sometimes. It's OK when I'm pregnant, because we're going somewhere, something's happening, I've got a purpose. But when I'm not I just feel lost and pointless. I've got no identity, nothing to feel good about. Of course there's lots of stuff really, but I struggle not to think of myself as a failure because I don't have a 'proper' job (I've got three degrees, for fuck's sake. Three.). I can't help comparing myself with all the women we know who have lovely, high-paid office jobs with people they like, and who go back part-time after having kids. And then there's me. No income, no security, haven't even worked enough to get maternity allowance now (would have got it, just, if this one had worked out, but no way by the next one). No chance of going back part-time after kids.
I know being able to not work is a position lots of women would love to be in, but it's only OK when you choose it. And I've put a lot of emphasis on achievement in the past, so it's hard for me to feel OK about myself when nothing I do is considered important by most people. Yes, I'm making a home, doing shitloads of work on the house and saving us lots of money, but everyone still asks what I 'do'.
So there's my wobble. Sorry for the essay hags
cherry, your pharmacist sounds lovely. It can really cheer you up when you meet a properly nice person