Be careful....

So I never got to finish cleaning the craft room. I was going to iron some of the backs on to my items and instead decided to drop the iron on my thigh and my calf. I was just wearing a t-shirt so it landed right on my skin. During this Dan called and said he was coming home because he still did not feel well and at that point I was hysterical. I told him to just come home and not call my mom ( she lives like 5 miles away). He told me to get in a cold bath which I did and watched as my skin floated off.

Dan arrived home, we paged the dr. that said we could go to the hospital but it would be a unnecessary that I needed to keep cold compresses and he was calling in a prescritpion cream, told me to keep my leg elevated and take motrin over the day for pain and as an anti-inflammatory. Meanwhile my mom called when Dan was on the phone with the doc on my cell and I was on the phone with my sister so my mom came over with the supplies and took great care of me. Anytime she changed the dressing for like the first 3 hours I cried. My sister came by as well as my dad. It was a family affair. It was 1000 times better after the cold dressing were on it was super blistered and fire engine red...

I am better today. My leg hurts a lot in some spots and not so much in others. It is turning black and I am going to go see a friend of my mom and dad's who is a plastic surgeon. We shall see but I am in no rush to iron...ever..

It is an odd angle to take it and while I do not have small thighs this pic makes it look like I have HUGE thighs and really small feet. The pic actually makes it look a lot nicer than it is.. If you look close enough you can see the holes from the iron plate. Watch the kiddies (and adults) when I irons are on.