I have D: all of the above. Here are the stories:
Birthmark- I have a rather large, but barely visible birth mark on the top of my right forearm. A few years ago I was sitting at the kitchen table with my Mom. She asked why my arm was all dirty. I looked down, saw nothing, and asked where? She then pointed to the big 3.5 x 2.5 inch patch of darker skin on my arm. I proceeded to tell her how it's been there my whole life. Then I was mad at her for the rest of day. How can your own mother not notice a HUGE birth mark? Do you see it?
Scars: I have lots. Most of mine are from surgeries. I have a bunch of scars on my stomach. I had ovarian cysts removed (twice) and my gall bladder removed. One of the scars from the gall bladder reallllly bugs me because it's not centered on my stomach. It's just slightly to the left. Drives me nuts. I have OCD. There's also a pretty big one from my appendix removal. I've got a couple on my right shoulder from when that was repaired. And there's one on my finger from stitches. Good times under the knife.
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I want to save my blog from extinction. So I am doing a 30 day challenge. I'll answer one of these prompts each day.
See prompt: 1 and 2
Thanks for reading!
1 comment:
HAHA Meagen! I love that you got mad at your mom for the rest of the day! That's something I would totally do too! Lol. Love the new blogging too!
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