My Mon noticed this a couple days ago but last night is the day I recounted a story to her from my memory banks so I figured that I would tell it again here even though I KNOW I have shared it but it must have been seven years ago by now!
I got my blood drawn after my dermatology appointment last Friday. I remember that I had a conversation with the tech because she had hair like Eve the rapper. We laughed about that. She had an hombre of bright red on her hair. I recounted that I would play a certain song when me and my girlfriends would pull up to a party and we both laughed because we knew what we were talking about.
My Mom noticed right away that I had a large bruise on my arm but I did that think to talk about it until today. This is what my bruise looks like right now:
The bruise has lessened in severity because I take a supplement called Rutin that helps with bruising daily.
last night when my Mom and I were getting ready to get me into my bed, I reminded her about the time she ran me into the door knob of my bathroom so I got a huge purple/black bruise on my left upper arm. It really hurt!
Then, I told her about my Barwis story with Phil. It was back when I was training with Adam at Barwis. Back then, I called him, “Phil” because that’s what I thought his name was and then it just stuck even when I found out his name was Adam. We were at the Kaiser machine and he was sitting on a stool facing me as I sat in my wheelchair. My arm was hurting and in passing I pulled my sleeve up to show him my bruise.
I told him about my mom running me into the door knob and how much it hurt and then he said, “Wait, let me see that again” to which I responded with an emphatic ’No’ and then I added, “You think that I have never had my bruise pressed before?! I have four older brothers!!!”
I remember that we both laughed when I told him that! Man, growing up with those four older brothers REALLY was difficult!!!