2 things that don't go together

It seemed like an ordinary enough day. 


I slept in until 7.


I had only 1 kid until noon.


I sat quietly alone until 7:45ish by myself.


What?


What is that you said?


That doesn't sound like MY ordinary day?


I suppose not. 


I suppose an ordinary day is more up and showered by 6:15, twins up by 6:30, A-Dog and my sweet husband out the door by 6:50, wrestle with the twins and Agent P about their 1 TV show for the morning and their breakfast, get kitchen cleaned up (or not) before we start school at 8:00am.


So, it was nearly normal....or no where near actually.


Then my nice relaxing morning got shot (pun at end) when I remembered that Monday night, I was in bare feet in my bathroom and stepped on a cholla cactus thorn - and my foot still HURT. Bad.


Here is where you might think to your self - what the heck are those people growing in their bathroom? No, we do not have plants and cacti in our bathroom.


The beginning of that story is from Sunday night when A-Dog ran himself smack into a cholla cactus at a friends house - but somehow managed to pull all the thorns out...sans ONE. ONE LITTLE THORN. That he left in my bathroom when he used it for a shower.


That I stepped on.


I took it for the team.


No one wants a 6 or 3 year old to have that in their foot.


So I stepped on it. And part of it remains in my foot.


3 days of hobbling was enough, so I sought professional help. (yet another picture you don't need to see - it's the bottom of my foot...)


Upon arrival there are signs everywhere that say "FLU SHOTS NOW HERE". Lovely. 


You see, I am the last person in the house who had not gotten their flu shot. Frankly I don't like shots am too busy.


But, alas, I set a good example and got my flu shot. I did warn the kids to look away. No one needs to see mama wince and have a grimacey face or (gasp) cry.


Then the Dr. look at my foot. Decided to throw an antibiotic at it and hope that helped (rather than numb it - with another shot - and dig it out). I wholeheartedly agreed.


Then asked when my last Tetanus shot was. 


You can see where this is going right? Or left. In the left. Since the flu shot was in the right.


Then - and this is going to get a bit PG-40....so stop reading if you need to...


Then she scolded me for not calling the office when I turned 40 so that she could order a mammogram.


OH, did I forget to do that? Wow. Wondered what I had forgotten to to this year...I am 40...


So, there it is. I stepped on a thorn, and next thing you know I'm getting a mammogram. 


I'm sure everyone that goes in for a cactus thorn comes out with an appointment for a mammogram....