Bruises Don't Equal Abuse!

[LillFilly]

I have a possessed hot glue gun that will stick, then suddenly SQUIRT out a stream of glue a good 6-in long. Got me in the left arm once and of course became a big red oozing welt. The guy I was training at the time asked me if he could help me, cause he thought my boyfriend had hurt me! I told him what happened and that I appreciated the thought, but I didn't even have a boyfriend. I suspect the hot glue gun was jealous because I bought a new one.

[bunnyboy]

I have a possessed hot glue gun that will stick, then suddenly SQUIRT out a stream of glue a good 6-in long. Got me in the left arm once and of course became a big red oozing welt. The guy I was training at the time asked me if he could help me, cause he thought my boyfriend had hurt me! I told him what happened and that I appreciated the thought, but I didn't even have a boyfriend. I suspect the hot glue gun was jealous because I bought a new one.

it's still abuse fromm you hot glue gun... hey shoulda asked him to help with it.

[wagegoth]

it's still abuse fromm you hot glue gun... hey shoulda asked him to help with it.

Yeah, he probably could have done some major damage to the glue gun with a mallet; it would never hurt anyone ever again.

[PepperElf]

back when we were growing up, sis's skin was very reactive. i don't remember this incident but i do remember the way her skin was. if you touched her skin with any sort of pressure it would leave a red mark for a few minutes.

apparently at the doctor's office, for a routine checkup, the doctor saw the red marks on her back and gave mom a look of suspicion. the red marks had him thinking mom had been hitting her...

until he touched her skin in the exam and saw that he had left red marks wherever he touched her. then he relaxed, realizing sis just had sensitive skin and wasn't being abused

[draftermatt]

My wife comes home from work bruised a decent amount (though now that she's an RN not as much as when she was a GNA).

I always wonder if people are going to think that about me when she has a visible bruise. I'll tell her "you keep getting beat up at work people are going to start thinking I'm doing it"

She's never mentioned if anyone has though.

[morgana]

I have a huge (I mean it, big as both hands) red/purple/blue birthmark on/around my left knee. Back when I was married to my first husband, and short skirts were the style, I got a lot of this sort of reaction.

I don't wear short skirts anymore . . .

[calulu]

The tables will turn now... hubby had a ton of tests at the hospital today and they had to stick him a total of about a dozen times to get blood, run lines, inject dye, you name it and he's bruising up nicely all up and down both arms and hands... I'm sure he'll be asked at some point if I beat him regularly.

[Heatherina]

I had this happen back when I was still in school after I had a nasty car accident. I obtained a shiny black eye from my airbag and a seatbelt burn across my chest. It's good they couldn't see the other bruises under my clothes or they may have called child services. I mean, there is no harm in asking because you never know, and you want to be helpful, right? But seriously, there is only so much you can do. :P It makes me want to spit acid at people for being so silly. I just remember my art teacher asking me multiple times if I wanted to "talk about it" and her giving me this small sad smile when I said I had been in a car accident and then telling me that if I wanted to talk about "it": I guess the abuse, I could come to her any time.

[Imogene]

if I wanted to talk about "it"

"Well, the last ting I remember is a car skidding around the corner and smashing into my fender, then the sound of breaking glass, and blood. Lots of blood."

[Peppergirl]

My two boys are nearly grown, but my younger one had a particuarly rough period in which he had broken the same wrist twice, and had stitches to the head once - all in the same calendar year!

Two of the three happened within 8 days of each other!! He was about 7 at the time.

The first time, he was at my moms and (without warning) stood up on the kitchen chair and said to my mother "Look, I'm gonna jump like a cat!" Before she could even react, he jumped off the stool and attempted to land on all fours (like cats do?) and snapped his left wrist.

Great...rush him to the hospital and get a cast.

The following Sunday (8 days later) he was playing underneath the dining room table at home, stood up too fast and managed to catch his scalp on the sharp edge of an exposed bolt. Sliced it right open. I took one look at it and realized it needed at *least* a few stitches. My now ex husband and I started driving toward the same hospital we were at the week prior when he says "Hey, Trace? Do you think maybe we should go to such-and-such hospital instead of this one?" I looked at him quizically and suddenly it dawned on me. If we went to the same one, our butts would have had CPS called on us sooooo fast! Regardless, we still had some funny looks and questions, since he already had a cast.

I wonder if nowadays (this was 12 or so years ago) the databases are cross-referenced between hospitals and would we have gotten CPS called anyway?

And yeah, 6 months AFTER that, he broke the SAME damned wrist a second time, playing baseball. It was a rough year for the kid.

[Megg]

Once, our boy decided to play baseball with an actual bat, but with a volleyball. Yeah. Didn't turn out as he had hoped, and when he hit the volleyball, the bat bounced off it and THWACK! into his forehead. Actually knocked him out for a few seconds, so off to the ER we went. The nurse asked him the "Do you feel safe at home" question, the whole time glaring at me. I mean, DUH! Like I would hit the kid with a bat, and if I had, like he would say anything with me right there. I mean, she thought I hit him with a baseball bat. If I was that evil of a person, he surely wouldn't say anything with me right freaking there.

[RecoveringKinkoid]

My husband isn't much help sometimes. I have terrible keyboard habits, and sometimes have a problem with carpal in my left wrist. So I had my hand in a splint and put it up on a counter to sign a visa slip in a shop once and the young male clerk says "So, what did you do to your hand?"

I'm signing the slip and not paying much attention and open my mouth to say "just a little carpal tunnel, is all" and before I can say it my husband says, in his best aggressive redneck voice, "She fell."

And the poor kid goes "Uh..." "okay..."

And me, still oblivious at that point, said what I was gonna say and I could tell he totally didn't believe me. Of course.

Sometimes my husband is a little bit of a tool. But it was funny.

[Kiwi]

When I was in primary school (about 9 years old) I fell onto part of the playground and go brusies all up and down one arm. Our uniforms were capped sleeves for the summer and even though my arms were bruise free when I arrived at school, I was summoned to the principals office at the end of the day.
I walk in, my Mother's sitting there looking REALLY upset..... (Im thinking oh crap what have I done) and it turns out my teacher had reported my bruises to the princepal who was "discussing" this with my Mother.

Boy was she pissed and oh boy were they apologetic when I pointed out that no one had even asked me about them. What made it worse was I used to have serious balance issues and would fall over ALL THE TIME and the school had it on my records!

[Peppergirl]

I'm signing the slip and not paying much attention and open my mouth to say "just a little carpal tunnel, is all" and before I can say it my husband says, in his best aggressive redneck voice, "She fell."

Damn, almost rule #1 here. Soooo un PC, but damned funny.

[Shironu-Akaineko]

The school sent CPS after my mom because I was always covered in bruises. Funny how they never ever noticed it was the other student that were beating me up black and blue.

My mom was a huge woman at the time (she looks fantastic now!), so my answer to the CPS lady that came to my house was "Look the size of her then look the size of me. If SHE was the one beating me up, I wouldn't be here to tell you about it"

They never believed me. So I kept getting beaten up at school while they kept investigating my mother. UGH!

On a related note, we don't want to send my dad to the hospital anymore; he's a chronic klutz who gets into seriously WEIRD accidents and we think they'll end up sending the police after mom.

My poor mom!