The I-Didn't-Want-To-Get-A-Hurt Discussion

"But I didn't want to get a huurrrt..."
"I know. I'm really sorry that you're hurting and upset... I hate to see you feeling down, Day."
"Then I think you shouldn't have taken me to that place and let those people give me this hurt..."
"You needed the blood test to find out what's going on with your body and why you're not feeling up to your usual self."
"I feel up to my usual self! I feel just fine!!"
"Well, your urine sample said otherwise and that's what warrented the bloodwork needing to be done."
"HEY! That's PRIVATE!! We don't need to be sharing this PRIVATE information, like, OUT LOUD!!!"
"I'm only trying to explain the reason for your little boo-boo, Day."
"LITTLE boo-boo??? What, are you makin' fun of me now?? That's nice, Mama... real thoughtful of you. Y'know, I was having a really nice day today... the sun was shining, I was having the most amazing dreams in my naps, the treats were finding me with perfect timing and even my little brother wasn't bugging me so much like usual. But then, you wrecked it all... just with that one little car ride that took me to that place I don't even like....."
"I'm sorry, Day... I didn't mean to wreck my Day by wrecking his day. Get it? Did you get what I did there?? ... Oh, come on, not even a teenie weenie little smile from that one?"
"Oh my gosh, you're sooooooo funny... ha... ha..... I hafta say, I'm a little disappointed that you're treating this like a joke."
"I promise I'm not, I was just trying to make you giggle."
"Whatever. Anyhow, I guess we won't be going back there again, huh? I mean, especially after the brightly bandaged damage they did to my arm... you, for sure, would never take me back there because you learned your lesson... at my expense, I might add! Right, Mama?"
"That's right, Day, we won't be going back there... not for another whole TWO weeks for your second blood test that will tell us if the medicine worked."
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."