Appointment. We had the one-stop shop doctor’s appointment the other day: Ray had her 18-month checkup (quite late, but acceptable) and I had the birth control shot.

My shots hurt a lot less than Ray’s. More fact in my butt cheeks than her thighs…and the needle’s proportionately shorter. They tag-teamed her this time, two shots at the same time, with the third just seconds later. Quick and…

Ouch.