I like to drink tea. Let’s just get that out there in the open. Iced tea, hot tea, herbal infusions, you name it. A fine woman named Phyllis got me hooked on a certain brand of tea, Harney & Sons. If you enjoy a quality tea, check them out. Their website is http://www.harney.com. You won’t be disappointed.
So last Thursday, I did as I quite often do in the evenings, and I brewed up an entire pot of dandelion tea in the coffee pot. I’d been feeling a little bit puny, and dandelion tea always makes me feel better. I poured a mug for Jimmy, a mug for myself, and was heading to the couch to sit down when my cup exploded.
It wasn’t one of those “boiling water in the microwave” situations. It was a case of a structurally unsound drinking vessel shattering. There wasn’t even a crack of warning. It just broke. My thumb was sliced open with a piece of the glass, but that was the least of my worries.
No, the most terrible part of this situation was the fact that I suffered really serious burns. 2nd, 3rd, and 4th degree burns. On my left breast. Yeah, that’s right. My nipple is currently brown & crusty, as is the aureola, and beginning the peeling process. There is one section that is blistered but not an open wound. There are 4 3rd-degree burns that have scabbed over and are still very sore, but doing better. Then, there is the quarter-sized 4th-degree burn that is still a bit weepy.
Folks, I have got to tell you, there are any number of things I would rather have happen to me than this kind of a burn. This situation…holy mother. I can’t sleep, it’s extremely painful to wear a bra, but I still have to go to work, so I have to wear one. I have to keep it bandaged so it doesn’t get infected, and my delicate boob skin is really taking a beating.
I go to see the doctor tomorrow, and I’m going to have him look at it. This appointment had already been scheduled, I need blood work to check my thyroid levels…I think I need my meds upped. Mostly because my hair is still falling out in clumps and I’m still wicked tired. Either way, since I’ll already be there, I might as well be like “Hey, doc, check out my boobage here and tell me if I need to do anything else”…
I hope all 3 of you reading this blog remember this story the next time you’re pouring hot liquids into glass beverage vessels. You never know when one of them will viciously attack you.