Which is why I'm sitting here with an ice pack on my poor leg. I've got about a two-inch wide bruise and swelling and damn, it hurts. Bah, I'm an idiot. I don't even remember what exactly I did to do it. I think I rammed the full laundry basket into it, but not positive. lol I vaguely remembering thinking that "that was gonna hurt" and then going on my way. See, I'm a klutz. I also have a habit of bumping my arm into the doorknobs in our apartment.
Not much else going on. Going to bring the car in for an oil change later and head to the library as some books I had on hold have come in. And more laundry.
In the meantime... Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow.
3 comments:
I *used* to feel the pain of bruising what with two dogs over 80lbs. Now I have a vague ping in the brain that let's me know something is going to hurt later. Now, I'm lucky if I can remember how a bruise got on me.
So for those times when you really notice that something hurt - sympathy pain for ya.
Keep the ice on it!
CindyS
Yikes, that happens to me too. The most hideous bruises show up and I have no memory of hurting myself that bad. Feel better.
Thanks all. It's much better now. Now it really only hurts if I'm stupid enough to put pressure on it.
Husband wants me to ask the doctor about all the bruising, but I personally think I'm just a klutz. Eh, I might ask at my next physical if I remember.
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