Big Purple Bruises and One Really Tiny One

On Sunday night I went out cruising with my brother searching for furniture in the bulk trash.  I'll talk about the awesome stuff on another day.

I have several random bruises from that night as one would expect from three hours of hoisting chairs and couches onto the back of a pickup truck - on my arms, one on my knee, fortunately nothing on my face...

And a huge one on my thigh.  It looks as though I was beaned by a softball... by a professional pitcher... at close range.

This morning, four days later, it is completely purple.

That is what happens when you step backwards into the corner of the truck.  I hit it so hard that I doubled over gasping for air.  A glorious bruise was a given.

It's one of the largest bruises I've ever had and I really can't think of a time when I've had a bigger one, but I could be wrong.

Ironically, last night I landed one of the SMALLEST bruises ever.  I was catching frisbees with my son and it hit the tip of my finger.  The resulting bruise looks like I poked myself with an inkpen, not that I've ever poked myself in such a way that I would know what such an injury would resemble.

If you've ever envied me, contemplated what my posh life is like, I gotta tell you it's physically painful and filled with all sorts of mystery bumps and bruises.  I'm kinda happy that I actually know HOW these purple spots appeared on my body.

Does anyone find it amusing that purple is my favorite color?

OW - My Back

We own a furniture consignment shop which means we are constantly receiving furniture to somehow fit into the shop.  It's actually a lot of fun.  I get to shuffle stuff around and make it pretty.

Like I said, it's a lot of fun, but it's also a lot of work.  On Saturday, I moved a couch and I'm pretty sure that is what screwed up my back.  It's not the worst pain ever, clearly I didn't hurt it too bad, but enough to know something happened.