Last night didn't go as planned. I got ready to go to the sewing class. I was dressed from head to toe, I had all my supplies together, and I was just finishing up dinner before I was to leave. I put on my oven mit and pulled the cornbread baked in my cast iron skillet out of the oven. I flipped it over on to a plate, so the cornbread would be on a plate instead of in the skillet. But the cornbread didn't come out, so I flipped it back over. I got a fork and slid it around the sides, I thought this would loosen it up so it would slide right out. Well, I grabbed a hold of the handle of the iron skillet, and screamed bloody murder! My husband came a running. I had forgotten to put my oven mit back on. I alternated holding ice packs and dipping my hand in a bowl of cold water all night. I had two ice packs that I was switching back and forth from, and then I'd use a bowl of cold water while they froze back.
My mom brought me some burn relief spray, that I told her that I didn't want. We rarely ever use any type of medicine in this house. I told her it had too many poisonous chemicals in it. Well after about three hours I decided I'd give it a try. So I shook up the bottle and sprayed it on. It made my hand burn worse than when I first burnt it! It felt like I was holding my had in a fire! I thought, maybe it takes a couple of minutes. So I left it on there about a minute or two, and I couldn't stand the pain any longer. I rinsed my hand off with cold water and went back to my ice pack. I finally fell asleep sometime after 3 this morning. Holding my trusty ice pack.
My hand feels fine today, until I get it near heat. So I'll just keep avoiding hot water and keep it away from the stove while cooking. Even if I'm just holding the handle of a pot or skillet on the stove, the heat rising from the burner is painful. So I'll just be avoiding those things today.
After burning my hand, I still thought about going to the sewing class. But I decided against it, cause I probably wouldn't have been able to drive there or sew with my burnt hand.
The name is SaChay. I am 24 years old and I am trying to learn everything I can about the Lord Jesus Christ. A Joyous Housewife to my Dear Husband of six years and a Loving Mother to five wonderful furry blessings Jake, Bunny (now in heaven), Puppy, Cocoa, and Mischa (now in heaven)! And now expecting November 4th! I created this Blog to record the daily reflections of my life as a Housewife.