I look like that all the time.  Except you are missing the cat/kitten
scratches.  You poor thing, I bet the office looks tip-top now though.

My DH said that you cannot have the 3 Stooges analogy, because it
belongs to me (I believe he meant that I *am* the 3 Stooges all rolled
into one person).  Ick, I never liked them, and still don't...  Ah
well.

Smokie Darling (Annie) - as it has been said, This too shall pass.

God you look like my sig. other, he's just come off his bike again and
bashed in his (very skinny) ankle.  We were out walking in the country
a few weeks ago and it was pitch black and he walked into a bollard,
hit himself in the (similar sounding area to bollards) - ouch.  Bashed
his knee at Make Poverty History, and broke his nose coming off his
bike a few weeks ago!  Thank god for arnica, which I now insist he
takes everywhere with him.

It could be worse.  A co-worker once came to the office looking
horribly beaten.  She had been straightening up the attic when she
stepped back to admire her handiwork and fell down the attic stairs.

Owie! Purrs for the bruises to go away quickly!

At least you KNOW where the bruises came from. I can't count how many
times I've noticed a black-and-blue mark on myself and thought, "When did
THAT happen?"

I guess it's just a function of being a world-class klutz: I bump into
stuff, fall over things, etc so often, minor mishaps rarely impress
themselves on my memory anymore. ;o)

Donna the not-so-graceful ;o)

I am always covered in bruises because I do a lot of the sort of things you
do, except outside with the chickens, plus I am clumsy about the house as
well.  The thing is, I often don't know how I got the bruises as I just
shrug it off when it happens and forget it.
I hate it if I need to go to the doctor and he has to examine me.
Doctor: "You have a large bruise on your leg, how did this happen?"
Me:  "I don't know."
Him:  You have bruises on your arms also, and small ones around the wrist
almost like fingermarks..
Me:   I got the ones on my arms crashing through the trees in my neighbours
garden looking for one of my cockerels that had got out. The ones on my
wrist were caused by my broody hen when I tried to look at her eggs.
Him:  Hmmm.  (not convinced)
<g>
Townie ;-)

Tweed

Do you take any blood thinners Lori?