I asked the police to go out and take photos again.
I was asked if I took photos from this observation that I made today. I said, "I don't think I want to say whether I took them or not until someone else goes out there and takes photos too."
Or something to that effect. Basically, just said I wasn't going to say whether or not I had photos, but I wanted someone to go out there because it was the same pattern as last time I went in.
So they said they would and that they would take photos. They said they weren't going to go out there every time he had a bruise, and I said this was unusual that he had these bruises in this fashion and that the whole way of obtaining them was repeeated a week later. 9-10 bruises on his right leg and a couple on his left leg.
My son kept talking about getting poked again, too. When he was pointing to the electrical outlet, after I told him he had to be very careful because he might get an owie or hurt from touching it, he said, "Poked!" He associates this word with harm. And he was in severe distress the one day he came in talking about being poked. Unfortunately, I didn't check his legs or arms or anything that day.
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