Didja notice mine?
Remember those old metal type swing sets? We had one, complete with the teeter/totter. One day after a rain brother and I were going out to play. I was about 3. My brother decided to swing the teeter/totter back and forth to get the water out of the seat.
I bent down to watch the water fall out. I have a mental image of the seat coming toward me...
My mom said I was screaming so badly that she and a neighbor had to wrap me in a sheet to get me to the hospital.
Nine stitches. Still got the scar.
Nope! I never saw yours either! Seems like we are all oblivious to one another's scars! :-)
Imagine that!