Wednesday evening I was changing my clothes to get ready to go to my bell choir rehearsal. I glanced in the mirror and saw some weird marks on my back. What the WHAT? What is that on my back? I called my husband to come check it out. He looked at it, poked at it, and came to the conclusion that it wasn’t mosquito bites, and it wasn’t a rash. It was possibly bruises, but how in the heck did I get symmetrical bruises on my back like that?
Weird, isn’t it?
I wracked my brain trying to figure out what in the world I had done to get those bruises. Had Ryan been poking me in my sleep? In a symmetrical pattern? Do I have some sort of new shingles? What?
I finally figured it out. On Monday, I did some jogging/walking for an hour while Megan had a soccer practice. When I finished, I went over to the park playground to stretch out. I sat on one of the platforms, and then leaned back. I ended up on my back with my legs over my head like in a yoga plow pose.
I didn’t think it was enough pressure to BRUISE me, but it’s the only thing I can think of. The playground platform must have had raised dots on it. This is so weird, isn’t it? I don’t know why I would bruise like that, but I guess that’s what it was.
Yes, I bruise easily, but not THAT easily.
How about you? Have you had weird unexplained bruises or injuries that you can’t figure out?
I have never had anything as weird as that. *But* I get bruises I have no idea where they came from. <—-that sentence was awkward, but I’m too lazy to figure out a better phrasing.
I figure I bang into things and trip over things so often, they came from one of those times. Although once I had a really crazy one with no idea or explanation for. Crazy like purple, not …dots all over my back. 😉
Maybe it was the aftermarks from your alien abduction?
I got weird bruises like that when I went for a massage and she did this Chinese cupping thing – I had circular bruises all over my back! So weird.