Me, Myself, and I

Canning Peaches and Burning Flesh

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Monday, August 8, 2016

A few of our friends from the Patteson family came over to our house to help my mom, Ansa, and I can peaches. Box after box of peaches we peeled, cut, canned, de-air-bubbled, sealed, and sealed again. Mrs. Patteson, Emma, and Patricia left around 8:00 PM but the Thomas girls continued working until midnight.

As we came to a stopping point, I was walking across the kitchen when Ansa, who was passing in the opposite direction, unintentionally bumped me. The force with which she pushed me was ever so slight but enough to prompt me to step to the left. This little movement caused me to press the left side of my left thigh against a lid Mom had just removed from a pot of boiling water and set to cool on a stack of crates beside the pantry door. “Ouch!” I exclaimed, quickly stepping to my right. “That’s hot!”

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I examined the contact point and discovered that some of my skin was peeling away. I sat down and picked off the damaged epidermis which revealed a burn about an inch wide and two inches long. Mom had me hold an ice cube on it and then she pulled out the mustard (which we’ve heard helps with burns). It had never occurred to me that, when mustard is applied to an injury, it stings. I was doing fine until we implemented it and, oh my, how it burned! Unable to hold back my tears, I let them flow freely. I protested against more mustard, despite my burn not being completely covered, but Mom succeeded in squeezing out another dollop before I drew back and waved her away. Once the tears stopped, I slowly spread the mustard evenly over my burn, flinching as it came in contact with my flesh. Several minutes later the mustard had dried and fallen off in flakes while my injury, despite being swollen, was feeling much better.

As time passed, my burn slowly began to disappear. It is indeed amazing how our bodies can heal themselves. However, four months after the incident, you could still see the burn very clearly. There is a good chance this accident has scarred me, but at least we have learned to not leave hot pots or pans in reach of bare skin. 😂 😂

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