I cut myself shaving! No kidding...
I haven't done anything like this with a razor since I was about twelve years old. I was in a hurry and caught the skin between the blades and... Yowza! It was still bleeding this morning - after 24 hours...I haven't checked it yet tonight. It's about time because I am aiming for midnight bedtime and we're almost there AND I am getting a headache. I didn't drink enough water today and I am sure that is whence the headache cometh.I had to make one more bloggedy blog before I go to bed because Deanna has an interest in disgusting wounds.
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Ouch! What is it 'bout that part of our legs that are so tender, gentle--that when another girl, lady, woman shares it has happened, we feel it...
Is this why some cultures cover their ankles? An imperfect slip of all the girlie razors out there cannot save us from outselves. Of course that is not why...
We wear these moments in a different way, that we may show them and share them. And the beauty of the journey includes the sharing and baring what happened.
Celebrating my own imperfect shaving moments,
Deb
And yes...I have this disgusting interest in wounds and other bloody things. Trauma: Life in the ER is one of my favorite shows.
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