Sometime this weekend, I looked at my elbow and saw an area, maybe the size of a nickel, that had obviously been cut or scraped. It was healing, but it had been open at one time.
I have no idea how it happened!
From time-to-time we all have mishaps: cuts, bruises, scrapes. Wouldn’t you think I would have known when it happened… while it was happening?
I’m tempted to say “no brain, no pain” but I won’t.