Despite the absurdity of the name, that was how the day began.
Actually, my day began hours earlier when my feet were driving me crazy and I had to get up. But that was blood-free.
It wasn't till after my shower that things got bloody.
I kicked my shower chair. I then noticed gobs of dark blood on my floor, but the foot I banged up, while scratched and painful, wasn't bleeding. I'm still not sure why my right foot bled.
I had to call in reinforcements to put a bandaid on my foot. My sister also cleaned up the floor, so Mom didn't freak. Thanks, as usual.
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