having a husband who is a forensic science student who does nothing but study skeletons all day is ridiculous because we were in the middle of doing…adult….stuff….and he suddenly just grabbed my head and said “oh my god, you know you’ve got a healed skull fracture here?!” like WHAT do you MEAN I have a HEALED SKULL FRACTURE???
he told me my skull healed really weirdly and I probably have brain damage from it because there’s a fuckin crater in the back of my skull that I just thought was a normal thing everyone has. I should probably see a doctor
update on this: he keeps like grabbing random body parts and trying (and failing) to subtly look at me and im like STOP EXAMINING ME because he’s so fascinated by my fucked up skeletal structure. the other day we had Christmas drinks with my coworkers and he told me afterwards that someone in the group had a weird shaped skull and something about processes and i was like god can’t you just be normal and stop examining people
Can he examine me please, I have never been able to figure out whether the dents in my skull are Normal Skull Shape or not
Can i borrow him for a bit? there’s a dent in my skull too
Seem to be a lot of skull dents on Tumblr. Maybe that’s why we’re all Like This (by which I mean, we’re on Tumblr)