The Shot

So I am a 31 year old woman.  I hate to put it out there, but yeah, there it is my age.  I always thought that with a high number like that, you know something.  You are in charge.  You can be considered an adult.  You don't have to listen to your mom...that is unless you want to...because remember you are 31 year old woman.  

So when my mom entered my kitchen tonight and said, I am going to give you a B12 shot.  Whipped out a syringe with a inch long needle and told me to drop my drawers.  I looked at her and thought...Are you crazy?  I am a 31 year old woman (note the paragraph above), who does not like shots at all and only allows herself to be given shots for legitimate medical reasons and only by reasonably trained medical personnel.  Neither of those reasons are present here in my kitchen.  

So the negotiating began....it started with reasonable requests, like "You have been tired.  Busy with 3 kids and a husband who is always gone, it will make you feel better"....and on and on and on.  I kept restating the obvious reasons...see paragraph above in case you forgot my reasons.  There was some excited screaming...on my side, when she was getting a little close with that needle.  My kids were kinda excited at the thought of mom getting a shot, instead of them.   Finally and this always works...She says to me "Aimee Elizabeth turn around, pull your pants down and let me give you this shot...I mean it."

  Dang it!!!  That always works.  The use of my first given name and my middle name.  It is like a poison, that a mom uses to get her 31 year old daughter to do what she wants.  Even take a shot for no legitimate medical reason and no reasonably trained medical personnel in sight.  

She said that shot wouldn't hurt, but you know what...it did.  I know...I know, I have the pain tolerance of a newborn kitten.  

MEOW! 

Then on her way out...she told me to go to bed!  So right now, I am in bed with my lap top posting on my blog and checking out my face book, instead of going to bed...only because she didn't tell me to do that using my first and middle name.  Wow!!  Blessed freedom!