It Sucks to Burn the Tip of the Finger
I burned the fingertip on my left middle finger. I needed to remove a cookie sheet from the oven and there were no oven mitts, so I used my leather gloves, which would have been fine, except that I forgot that the right hand glove has a few holes. Ouch.
So now everything involving the fingers is a bit of an adventure. Typing isn't so bad, mainly because my nails are long enough that I can strike with the nail instead of the pad. Washing my hands is tough; I need to remember to be gentle. Preparing food is a real pain in the ass, because it involves heat, which makes the wound a bit tender. Also, showering may prove to be interesting once I get brave enough to do it.
I was making scones, by the way, when I burned myself. For what it's worth, they came out very excellent, better than usual, in fact, which is awesome considering that I was making them for Lilu for the first time. I left her the resultant batch, for her and her roommate, along with a set of wooden spoons and a mixing bowl which I had bought because she didn't have any. I think I might let her keep the spoons and bowl; call it a housewarming gift. I want to enable her to do more cooking at home.
I just wish I had grabbed a few of the scones because I've got a hankerin' for one right now. Ohh, they are so good.
I have the same damn headache I had when I got out of bed at noon. I think I need to drink more water, and stop clenching my jaw. *grumble*
So now everything involving the fingers is a bit of an adventure. Typing isn't so bad, mainly because my nails are long enough that I can strike with the nail instead of the pad. Washing my hands is tough; I need to remember to be gentle. Preparing food is a real pain in the ass, because it involves heat, which makes the wound a bit tender. Also, showering may prove to be interesting once I get brave enough to do it.
I was making scones, by the way, when I burned myself. For what it's worth, they came out very excellent, better than usual, in fact, which is awesome considering that I was making them for Lilu for the first time. I left her the resultant batch, for her and her roommate, along with a set of wooden spoons and a mixing bowl which I had bought because she didn't have any. I think I might let her keep the spoons and bowl; call it a housewarming gift. I want to enable her to do more cooking at home.
I just wish I had grabbed a few of the scones because I've got a hankerin' for one right now. Ohh, they are so good.
I have the same damn headache I had when I got out of bed at noon. I think I need to drink more water, and stop clenching my jaw. *grumble*