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February 6, 2011

bathrobes and a burned hand

Over and over again, I hear from people who love to bake that the price of such a hobby is at least one (disgusting) scar. You know, the big shiny kind that clearly resemble whatever burnt them. Now, I am a very careful baker. I wear shoes in the kitchen if I’m going to use a knife at all because I learned in a class that dropping knives on bare feet is a major cause of kitchen injuries. I have about five potholders to avoid burns, strategically placed around my tiny kitchen so as to access them with speedily if need be.

Why this love for safety? My mom. She can keep four kids and their playmates safe all day. However, when you’re keeping both eyes and 97% of your mental energy on said kids, it leaves little time to be concerned about potentially burning your own hands or slicing your fingers as you chop up veggies. Thus, in the 30 years my mom has been a mom, she’s had a few kitchen injuries, which she always uses as a teaching moment for her girls.

Because of her, I know that I should never put a Corell dish on a hot surface because it will explode. Yes, explode. Not fun. I know that you should wear long sleeves when working with oil in a pot or skillet or you will suffer burned dots on your arms. And I know you should never, ever, ever forget that you put a steel pot in the oven and grab the handle without letting it cool (foreshadowing).

That’s right. Last night, as I prepared a special meal for Date Night with my husband, I got injured. Injured bad. The dish? Roast chicken with creamy dijon sauce. I purchased all the ingredients that day, I had cleared out my husband to relax as I cooked, and I was going to dominate that recipe. After searing the chicken for about 5 minutes, I transferred the entire shallow pot to my oven. The temp? 450 degrees. Just let that sink in.

After 15 minutes, I slid both hands into my very thick and sturdy pot holders, removed the pot from the oven, placed it on the stovetop, and turned around.

Somewhere in that turning, the fact that a 450 degree pot sat behind me fell out of my head. I pulled off my faithful pot holders. I turned back to the seemingly harmless pot and fully grasped the handle.

Sizzle. Sizzle, sizzle, scream, tears, Spencer running to my aid, Spencer calling our moms to ask what to do, more tears, Spencer driving through the ice to get to a drug store for gauze and salve, more tears, calling my sister in med school (Bonnie), and finally wrapping up my shiny, nasty hand.

Needless to say, dinner was put on hold for about an hour. Despite Spencer’s repeated “no’s”, I still finished dinner. Honestly, it was delicious. The sauce was perfect, the chicken cool but juicy, and the rissole potatoes were to die/burn for. Needless to say, I was not in a mood for pictures so those will have to wait for another post.

As Spencer and I sat down for dinner and the new episode of the Office, I thought about how it was sad that I didn’t know what to do when I burnt my hand so badly. I mean, I love being in the kitchen, and that’s the most dangerous room in the house. So, I apologize if you already know this or are bored by the following, but, for the sake of any girls who might read this and think “I wouldn’t know what to do either,” here is what you should do (and not do) when you burn your hand badly (but not so much you need to go to the hospital):

  1. Despite the strong urge, do not cut off you hand. I’m glad that knife was far away.
  2. Do not just sit on the floor and cry. This will not help, as I discovered.
  3. Do run your hand under slightly cool water. It should only be a little colder than room temp. My Bonnie said that anything too cold will shock the injury, which you don’t want. As if your entire system isn’t shocked enough.
  4. Do not begin picturing the blisters that will soon appear. Like me, you might start to feel like you’re about to throw up, which helps no one.
  5. Do clean the burn with soap and apply salve, neosporin, aloe, etc.
  6. Do not take out your frustration on the very attractive red head helping you.
  7. Do call you sister in medical school while your husband is driving to get supplies for you. She will calm you and let you cry while you’re hand is in the water.
  8. Do not drop the phone containing your sister’s very calming voice into the bucket of water. This will ensure further frustration.
  9. Do not ask the person who just drove to the store to help you out why they took so long. Not nice.
  10. Do cover the burn. Exposure to air will allow for infection, according to my sister.
  11. Do take some ibuprofen for the pain.
  12. Do let your nice husband make puppy chow and take care of you.

Simple enough, right? I honestly couldn’t remember if you were supposed to run a burn under cold water as I stood in my kitchen last night, looking at the tight, shiny skin I’d just scorched. Now I know what to do. I hope any readers who might burn themselves soon will be able to use that information.

Oh, one last thing, after burning your hand, don’t even bother trying to wear normal clothes. Put on a bathrobe. And eat some more puppy chow. It burns even more on day two, and sweet crunchy things will distract you.

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