what happened 2

My right hand has been mummified. It is not some study of the ancient world or some gift wrapping accident, it is a protective covering over a nasty burn. So typing is not the fastest way to communicate at the moment. (did you know fastest is typed entirely with your left hand? It is my new favorite word). So I have not blogged for a while.

I am not going to go into great detail but here is the gist of it. I was cooking dinner for 7 children, four of whom are not mine, when I let the pan get too hot. I added oil to this too hot pan and saw how hot it really was...smokin' hot. So I tried to put the meat in to the pan to cool that smokin pan down when the still half frozen meat hit the pan with a thunk. That thunk sent the oil in the pan towards my hand like a flaming hot liquid missile, splashing my pinky and ring finger and about half the hand, then up my forearm. It will be a lovely reminder that moms make stupid mistakes too. Right there on my spanking hand. lol.


Where's the grace? None of the children were in the kitchen at the time, I had just shooed them out. It was my hand and not my face. The meat though on fire for a short period of time still made a tasty spaghetti sauce. H was able to drop everything and come to my rescue. My dear friend Jules was there for me the next day to care for me and my family making us lunch and dinner and would have, if I had not stopped her, done my laundry. Can you BE a better friend than that? I submit you cannot. (H did the laundry FTR) More grace, there has not been much pain, little blistering and the doc says it looks good so far.

So there you have it. That is what happened to my hand.