Me: (coolly preparing for the steroid shot) "You want my arm or my thigh?"
Nurse: "Guess again."
Buzzy and Newty go with me to all of the blood-draws, shots, etc. No Biggy. They were however, entirely captivated and enthralled that I was getting a shot in the Hieney. Both of their faces were no more than 6 inches from my butt as I leaned over the table pretending for their stupid little sakes to not look totally panicked.