I did not make that list.
Disclaimer: today’s post is completely superficial and vain (or better said, all about my superficial veins). Sometimes the natural woman just needs to laugh a little. 😉
Here’s the run down.
First, leg one: suffering from the remnant blood clot and post phlebitic syndrome—meaning it is and always will be swollen, reddish purple, and strangely larger than my other leg.
Next, leg two: recently acquired a lovely, bulging, bluish varicose vein spanning 15 inches in length [yes, I measured :)] and resembling a garden hose that has been surgically implanted for leg irrigation. That accompanied by a spattering of spider veins having the appearance of a complex LA roadmap just in case I get lost.
Last, both legs: sporting numerous bruises and sites from daily injections of blood thinner. Which may leave you thinking that I’m a drug addict.
As Esqueleto would say, “I look hideous!”
The great news about all this? The glorious beauty of a backyard pool giving this woman complete privacy to keep these bruised, battered, and unsightly legs all to myself. Can there be such a wonderful feeling as getting into a swimsuit in virtual seclusion?
Just makes me want to break out in song, ya know?






