A few days a go I burned myself on the arm. We have a bottle of snow water- (snow collected in a bottle, left to melt and you pour it on burns. A great cure)-Anyway, I couldn’t find it/ got distracted and thought not much more of it, until the blister that had formed, burst and it really began to sting.
I had some homeopathic burn ointment which I applied, it soothed it and I put a plaster over it to protect it.
Did I mention that was a few days ago? Try as I might, I could not get the plaster off. It was welded to my arm. Now, I don’t have hairy arms (pride myself on near-alopecia where body hair is concerned) but I darn well GLUED the plaster over a few fine (painful) hairs, and it continued to refuse to move.
It got covered in paint, glue, various foodstuffs (it hasn’t helped that I’ve been reading Roald Dahls “The Twits” to the children and it is very close to the bone)
So this evening, after dinner I decided that it needed to come off. I was slowly prising it off, considering the possibility of paying to go under general anaesthetic to remove it, and while feeling decidedly faint, asked Fergal to “just yank it off” (in fairness to him he didn’t want to and didn’t relish the eventual pull-off) and had a Very Near Fainting Experience (necessitated me putting my head between my knees Yes, that bad)
I limped to the sofa, helped by my dear sons and daughter who all gave me kisses, lots of sympathy, a rice krispie bun
(my daughter, who obviously wasn’t quite as sympathetic as the boys, robbed me of the jelly diamond on top… the cruel wench)
(yes, my hand looks decidedly wierd… hmmm. And note eldest son trying to distract me from fainting with talk of lego)
and when I was lying prostrate, moaning on the couch in Near Faint Delirium: a pot of tea. Beloved Husband bandaged my arm which elicited even more sympathy (always good) and I was given some beautiful cards made by my artistic sons, a cuddle from Pebbles topped it all.
I’m considering making up some ailment tomorrow The bee-sting I received last week seems to be flaring up all of a sudden, so I reckon tomorrow could be even worse than today.
It’s hard when you are of delicate disposition.
Pull yourself together, woman!
Oh no, you poor love. Lots of virtual sympathy xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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You poor thing! Love how you got pampered! That is one of my favorite things about being pregnant, besides, of course, carrying life inside of you, being pampered by John.
Oh gosh! talk about adventures! it’s a good thing you have such a cuddling family! love cuddles!
I am a walking accident waiting to happen, most of the time, and I work on a coffee shop (I cook, make coffee, decorate, you name it! lol) and I found out one incredibly awesome cure, and quite convenient since we have lots of it around: immediatly after you get a burn, grab a very ripe tomatoe, slice it and put it against the burn. It helps if it’s straight from the fridge because it soothes the pain.
Now I don’t know what is in the tomatoe that not only eases the swelling, you won’t even have a brown spot, let alone a blister! ten minutes with that lovely fruit on, and your skin will not remember it was burnt (my own skin is very grateful for tomatoes!)
Wow, that is fantastic, I love natural cures like that. I’ll add it to my book of cures, and considering that I, too, am a walking accident waiting to happen, it could be a very useful remedy in a time of need!! Thank you X