Thursday, August 14, 2008
So yesterday I was flitting around, fluffing the house in preparing for Zac and Amy's arrival. ( Son and daughter-in-love from So. Cal). Changed out a table in the family room and of course needed to change the vignette that went on top. Decided that a lamp I used needed a little bling on the shade. So I plug in the glue gun and find some crystal beaded fringe to glue on the bottom of the shade. I pull up a chair to the table and grabbed the glue gun and squeezed the trigger. ( I might add I was wearing shorts as we are in a heat wave). No glue comes out. I squeeze and squeeze. Nothing. I have a whole stick of glue in there, so I yank it out and push it back in. Hard. Suddenly scalding hot glue projectiles from the gun, landing on my thigh, inside of my left hand and covers my right pointer finger. I have no idea how it got on my right finger . All I knew was I was in excruciating pain....I ripped the glue off my thigh, taking about an inch-length layer of skin with it...same on the inside of my left hand. There was so much glue on my finger it wouldn't budge...just sat there searing into my skin. AGONY!! I'm freaking out from the pain....call firefighter Monty (brother-in-law)...voice mail..I leave him an hysterical message... . I call Steve--voice mail..I called his secretary--something I NEVER do and hysterically tell her what happened. She said Steve was in a conference call and would give him a note. Then I call my neighbor, Gloria. She said "I have just the thing, I'll be right over". In the meantime I'm jumping up and down from the pain, sticking my hand in ice water and feeling like I'm gonna pass out. Gloria comes over with Tea Tree Oil--ever heard of it?--anyway-- puts it on my burns--kinda felt like if you'd put alcohol on it--I tell her "You have no idea the words that are swirling around in my head right now!!" ##2%*!!
Then she grabs some baggies and fills 'em with ice for my thigh and my hands. I sit down and begin to sweat profusely and feel really 'funny'...she looks at me and says--"you don't look very good, I think you need to eat something with sugar in it to get your blood sugar up" She gets a granola bar for me and I eat that...retreating to the recliner with ice bags and conversation with Gloria. Steve calls (he put his conference call on hold when he got my note) and gets the scoop. Monty calls much later...told me to keep it cold and vitamin E for the scars.
Gloria stayed well into the afternoon--a blessing!!
So now I'm a bit dis-abled...Zac and Amy arrived sometime in the middle of the night..Steve and I had gone to Costco and bought heat and serve stuff for dinner tonight and tomorrow.
But the house looks fine....--So that was my day yesterday. I can go about 50 more years before experiencing THAT again!!
Posted by Myrna at 9:28 AM