ripped up elbows...

This past Saturday, my wife and I were working security at
the local museum. We were checking driver's licenses and
handing out "beer bands", actually. (Folks weren't
supposed to be able to buy beer without one but I was
later told that the serving crew was selling beers to
people who looked old enough any way.) I was placing my
elbows on the surface of the table when I realized that
there was a flap of skin on the table. It seemed the
surface of the table (made of a slightly rough plastic and
marked "LIFETIME") had been rough enough to abrade the
skin off both my elbows.

Neither elbow was bleeding but I asked for and got band
aids to put on both. I put liquid band aid on both elbows
when we got home. That was a good idea as both elbows
seemed to be on the verge of bleeding.

For the next couple of days, it hurt to put pressure on
either elbow and I had to be careful getting out of bed.
(This is even more ridicious that it sounds!)

That was Saturday and it is now Wednesday evening late and
neither elbow is very much healed. Years ago, they would
have scabbed over by Monday. I guess this business of
diabetics screwing up my healing is living down to it's
potential!

Who would have thought it?