Where was I?

I went to the doctor today for what I think is a bug bite. Doc says, "Hmm...I can't say it's a bug bite, unless you saw the actual bug. I can say it is an infected sore. I will say you have cellulitis."
I thought to myself...how many people actually see the bug bite them? And what kind of bug was it? Are you sure the bug bit you? What if you did get bit by a bug, but it wasn't the bug you saw? That would be wrongfully accusing a bug. Geez! What kind of person would wrongfully accuse a bug?!

I patiently waited for the nurse to come back with the two shots I was about to receive. I do not like shots, but I have learned to take 'em like a big girl. Sometimes I will even look now. Ballsy! I know. Half a day later the nurse came back. Why does it seem like forever in the doctor's office? Is it forever? Maybe it's the white sheet on the bed. Oooo!! Maybe it's all the jibber jabber you hear right outside the room you're in. You think, "Oh ya! I'm next!" Then...silence. Maybe it's a mind game they're playing with you. The whole staff gathers around and decides who they will bet on. Which patient can be the most patient? The lady with the baby? The lady that is just full of complaints since she made the appointment? Oh...How about the guy with the kindle? I would totally bet on the guy with the kindle.

Where was I? Ok. The nurse came back with the two shots, and I was so pumped up! Until I found out the shots weren't going to be injected into my arm. "You mean I gotta get the shots in my butt? I should have told you that I prefer them in my arm. I'm sorry." Haha
I didn't really say that. I did ask if I had to get the shots in my rear. The answer was yes. One for each cheek. Too much information for you? Fast forward then to the good part.

I accidentally kicked the nice nurse like a mule with the first shot. "No! Don't kick!" she said. "Sorry. So Sorry," as I talked through my teeth. "Ya, these can be a real pain in the butt," the lovely nurse said. I expected her to laugh at her own joke, so I wouldn't have to. Silence.
"Oh, ya, literally."
"Ok. Are you ready for the next one? And really try not to kick this time."
"No."
"Oh, are you ok? What?"
"Ugh...Yes, I'm ready, and please stick me before you get to three."

No kick on that one, and she stuck me at almost two.

I'm glad there are people out there helping other people by giving them shots in the butt. At the time, as a patient, I may not act thankful for them, but deep down I am. I am thankful for that nurse. And! To me it's kind of a funny story. I made the nurse laugh, so that made me feel good.