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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Beware the Pop Tart

So. Last week, Ben bought Pop Tarts for the kids' breakfasts. We never really had Pop Tarts while I was growing up, and I tasted one in college and thought it was gross, so that is the extent of my experience with them. However, even though my experience has been limited, I do know that they can get really hot, especially the frosting. I know they must be handled carefully.

So I put in a Pop Tart for Dylan, and I didn't adjust the time. I figured it would need as much time as a piece of bread. It pops out, and I gingerly grab it to hurry and put it on the counter so it doesn't burn me. When I grab it, it starts to burn, so I drop it, but the pastry had stuck to my hand and continued to burn me. I ran to the sink and scraped it off, while running it under cold water, but the damage was done:

I have never had a burn this bad before. It felt like my hand was on a stove top, burning for four hours. It wouldn't stop burning!!! I had to carry around an ice pack in my hand the whole day. If I took the ice pack off my hand for one second, the burning would resume.
Here it is a few days after the burn:


And here it is today, one week after the incident:


Killer. It's been a painful week.
One cool thing about it is I can use my blisterey hand (which sometimes oozes) to make Dylan do anything.
Me: Dylan, I need you to set the table.
Dylan: I don't want to.
Me: Okay, I can always put my juicey hand on your face....
Dylan: Okay, okay, okay!!!
Dylan always asks me to rub his face at night when he's in bed. I know I should cherish this time, but....I kind of hate it. It just feels like one more way I'm a servant to him. My arm hurts, and by bedtime, I've had enough of him. I grudgingly do it most nights, but I don't do it for long, because I just have to have some time to myself. So now that I have juicy blisters on my hand...
Dylan: Mom, can you rub my face?
Me: Well, okay, but hopefully the juice from my blisters won't get in your mouth.....
Dylan: Ewwww! Never MIND!!!
So having oozing blisters has its advantages.
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8 comments:

  1. AnonymousAugust 13, 2009 at 9:31 AM

    OUCH!! So sorry that happened! It looks very painful!! But that is great that Dylan listens to you! LOL

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  2. UnknownAugust 13, 2009 at 11:17 AM

    Ewww blister juice in his mouth... YUCK. Sorry that happened. Burns suck.

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  3. NatAugust 13, 2009 at 12:23 PM

    Dude, that's so funny. Not the burn, the teasing Dylan with it.

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  4. Mindy H.August 13, 2009 at 3:41 PM

    YIKES!!!! I am now adding Pop Tarts to my "things that could possibly kill me" list.

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  5. ChadAugust 13, 2009 at 5:15 PM

    Uggh. That looks nasty nasty painful.

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  6. ChadAugust 14, 2009 at 5:16 AM

    I had a dream last night that I stood too close to a heater and I lit my leg on fire. I think I should blame you for that dream. :)

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  7. Emily EmpeyAugust 15, 2009 at 10:40 AM

    OUCH!!!!! That looks INCREDIbLY painful!

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  8. LynitaAugust 19, 2009 at 6:37 PM

    Nasty and a bit cruel, I like this side of you! Maybe you can use it when people cut in line and tell em where to go! I'll take em down for ya Kar! ;) That does look painful, so sorry about the boo boos!

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