[FleetsidePaul]

I took my 90 lb. German Shepherd to the dog groomer. They took forever and when I finally picked him up he got all excited and scratched the chit out of my arm.

Then later I had a seizure (I get them from time to time) and smashed into some furniture with sharp corners and cut myself up even more.

Now my left arm looks like I've been in a knife fight and I broke some stuff that I really liked going down. But no broken bones. I've never broken a bone in my life and I've had some nasty spills. The last one I hit the hardwood floor so hard my head bounced up and I hit it again like dribbling a basketball. Bam Bam. Now I know why they call it hardwood. It's very unforgiving. That one hurt. A LOT.

But my dog looks great...Me....Not so much.