Well I let my dh see it today. It doesn't look too bad. I lied to him about it. He asked if it was scratching or cutting, I said it was itchy and I hadn't realized how sharp my nails were. I showed him my short nails and that they were filed blunt so I can't do it again. sigh. At least I can wear short sleeves around him again.
I am mad at myself over it, I didn't get that much relief and the scabs make it look bad like it bleed lots and it was barely a flesh wound. ugh I don't want to do this any more.
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dalila
Worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do but it doesn't get you anywhere.
-Erma Bombeck
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