Attack Of The Vampire?

Something strange happened on Thursday morning.

Still in bed, I suddenly had a terrible pain in my right leg on the front. I jumped out of bed once I controlled my pain reflex and turned on the front room light. I propped my foot up on a chair to feel and inspect my leg.  I’m not quite sure how to explain what it looked like.  About halfway down below the knee, there was a spot about one and a half inches long by one inch wide where the skin was sucked down to the bone.

It was like one of those bazaar vampire moments in the movies. It hurt like the dickens when I rubbed the spot. Calming myself I looked closer at the spot.

Sure as I’m sitting here writing, the skin had a pale bluish tinge to it where it was touching the bone. The skin around it was mostly normal looking.  It was a rather deep dent.   I grabbed one of my magnifying glasses that I use to paint in tiny details in my art and to get a closer look. There was no bite, the skin other than being slightly blue and slightly bloodless was stuck right down onto the bone. I could feel the bone just under the skin. It was like the muscle tissue and sinew was completely gone.

When my husband got home I had him feel and look at it as well. He too thought it was strange. It hurt most of the day. At the end of the day right before I went to bed I inspected it again. It was still there.

I got up this morning and noticed the pain was mostly gone. So I inspected it again. The dent is gone. The skin and tissue is all back in place.

I don’t know what to think, maybe I bit my husband last night and got a refill.

No not really, he was at work.

I actually have no explanation for the dent or the lack of dent at all today.  All I can say is it was very weird.

In all seriousness it bothers me a little. If it happens again, I might consider seeing a doctor. But if it comes and goes that quickly, most likely once I were to get to a doctor they would not believe me unless it was still happening. With my luck it would not be there and no matter what I describe I will be looked at like I’m making it up.

I will depend on God. Sometimes that is all you can do.