I thought I was injured.

I wasn't wearing my glasses, I don't know why, and I noticed something on my shoulder. A scab. A long, puckered, crusty scab, right across the top of my shoulder. It was huge. So huge I immediately think about calling the doctor. An unnoticed cut of this enormous proportion must be reported immediately. I touch it gently. It feels disgusting but immediately flakes off. What the?! I rub more off. I smell the flakes. Yes, I smell the flakes. I know, right?! I smell the flakes. It's frijoles from feeding Animalia earlier. I am now officially the kind of mom who has Cheerios stuck to her ass all day and no one says anything. But in private.