Nothing like blood thinners to prove just how un-coordinated you are. I used to be able to endure the moment of shame/pain and then move on. Now I have people asking, "What happened to your arm?" or "What
happened to your leg?" Constant visual reminders of why I failed skipping in kindergarten and really shouldn't be allowed to dance in public.

I have several beauties spread all over my body from injuries of unknown origin. Bumping into things, tripping over toys, assumed fifteen-month-old-inflicted ones, etc. Hair brushes and board books can be dangerous.
The bruises just pop up like wildflowers.
Others are from known origin; perhaps received by falling down the stairs at my parents house, perhaps not. I guess that you could ask
Lisa why she was laughing hysterically while I was crumpled on the bottom landing. Maybe she is just morbid and she gets real joy out of watching me fall. She seems to witness the best of them. If you recall
this episode, she did the exact same thing.
2 comments:
Lisa does love to laugh at your graceful falls.
I have a problem, help!!!
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