Before you call me stupid, I want you to think about your skin.

It's not rare to find little marks or blemishes that you don't remember receiving.

Nothing major.

Maybe a paper got sized mark on your arm or a bruise on your leg. Stuff no one thinks about. It just happens.

So I wasn't concerned when I saw the blood under my fingernails.

Anything could have caused a little scow. when I saw the blood under my fingernails.

Anything could have caused a little scab to form on my arm,

and it didn't hurt when I had carelessly scratched it off.

The only reason I noticed it at all was because it wouldn't stop bleeding.

And I didn't want to stay in my shirt.

So after almost half an hour of dabbing at the cut with the tissue and noticing no decline in

the volume of blood bleeding out, I got a bandaid from the first aid kit buried under my sink and stuck it on.

Then I continued to live my life.

When I woke up the next morning, I found that the bandaid had almost soaked through.

And yeah, that freaked me out.

But what was I supposed to do?

Go to the doctor and tell him about the tiny scrape on my arm.

So I used the thicker bandaid the second time, and it took hours for the blood to soak through

that one.

I cleaned it with alcohol in a cotton swab and covered it again.

It really had no effect to me. It was just a little cut on my arm and I hardly even thought about it after the first day.

I became accustomed to switching out the band-aid at morning, noon and night. I stopped

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