I've had bruises like this before though so it didn't mean much to me. "It doesn't hurt so much now."
She pushed the boot off to the side and got a better look at my bruise, carefully turning my leg. "Are you sure? It looks like it definitely hurts."
"Jake has a high pain threshold." Noah told her. "One time he got his arm cut by a cleat when sliding into home, and brushed it off like it was nothing. Needed stitches too."
She frowned. "Well, let's see what the doctor says." She headed for the door. "I'll be back." She left.
"I didn't realize how bad this looked." Jeremy hovered nearby, looking at my leg with worry. "It doesn't hurt to walk?"
I shrugged. "I wear the boot, it's a little bothersome, but it's not too bad."
"Okay, just don't move until Dr. Shanfield can look at it." Jeremy's eyes didn't stray from the bruise on my leg.
It was bigger than the shape of a baseball, and it looked like it was spreading down the leg.
