I was about 20 when my Grand Dad, Charlie Rosenauer, was the age I am now. I recall thinking how strange it seemed for him to say he could walk by a mesquite bush and start bleeding. Like him, I find myself now on Blood Thinners given both sides of my genetic make-up include a history of heart problems. And I FULLY understand how easy it is to bleed these days.
I was taking off my Sweatshirt the other evening getting ready for bed when some red dots appeared on the floor. I did a “Body Search” and could not find any broken parts on my arms or torso. I called out to The Boss Lady who proceeded to conduct a quick check. She was likewise unable to find the culprit of the red stuff and was talking about a full body inspection.
Then, looking closely at my sweatshirt we found a spot where some Cherry Jello had “slipped” off the spoon and landed on the shirt. Those globs shook loose when I pulled off the garment. They sure enough did look like blood spots on first inspection.
While no real harm was done to the fabric or the tile floor, it was a good reminder that “jumping to conclusions” can sure take a person down the wrong road of thinking. I plan to be more careful about assumptions in the future, IF I can remember this lesson. Now where is that Bib she said I better wear from now on when snacking on red colored stuff?
Where’s that Blood Coming From?
