going back to bed on a Sunday ...mmm what a good idea .

so far I have had two cookies and a tiny cup of tea. I need food but not sure what. Matt is going out to liook at tree stumps.

should I 1) go to the cafe and have them make me food. possible followed by some bead shopping.

or

2) find some yummy food in the house and watch tv.

note: at 3ish I do have to do something

Spent an hour window shopping at the new Crate & Barrel store. Realize I want all new everything for my house. Sadly, I could afford none of it.

So I settled for a vanilla/hazlenut latte that I could afford.

The snow turned to a nice, sleety, slushy rain. Oh, joy.

Should do work. Will I? Mmm, excellent question, grasshopper.

Because certainly there are people out there who get suspicious-looking bruises for totally innocuous reasons.

Yeah, I am that person.

And from family and people who really do know me well, I can understand them not asking. But my doctor has never asked question #1 when I came in looking like someone took a baseball bat to my back and legs (ftr, twisted my ankle at a wedding reception and tumbled down the stairs).

Yeah, I am that person.

Me, too. I got MAJOR third-degree from my doctor a few years back because I was washing the tub and a shampoo bottle fell on my eye, giving me a handy-dandy shiner.

It did. Honest. I am that sort of person. I constantly have thigh and buttock bruises from walking into door handles.

Cripes, the number of bruises on my hips from thinking they're the size they were when I was 20? I can't walk by any type of projecting piece of architecture without carrying semi-permanent reminders.

Yep...

The futon frame in my office that has banged up my thigh more times than I can count is a classic bruise for me...

Between bruising easily and being as clumsy as a puppy on linoleum? I am actually disturbed that a doctor hasn't at least asked me if there is anything going on.

"Ouch... Now that's going to leave a mark!"

Because certainly there are people out there who get suspicious-looking bruises for totally innocuous reasons.

Not only am I that person, I help make other people that person too.

Signed,
Split Lip Is Only Scar Tissue Now.

Cripes, the number of bruises on my hips from thinking they're the size they were when I was 20? I can't walk by any type of projecting piece of architecture without carrying semi-permanent reminders.

There was (and still is, but I no longer live there) a telephone table in the hallway leading to my old bedroom in the house where I grew up. It made the hallway slightly too narrow for someone stumbling in from the computer at three in the morning. It had sharp, pokey edges. I had frequent, large bruises.

So, it's a serious question. How do they tell? I mean, I'm sure they're supposed to look for behavioral clues as well, and all that. Of course, then it comes down to being able to read people -- do doctors get a lot of training in that?