I’m a glass half full kinda’ girl!
But this week I’ve been feeling uncharacteristically GLASS HALF EMPTY as a result of MUG FULLY EMPTY!
Yup – I had a row with a mug of green tea and I lost. Badly.
The other evening I’d just filled my favourite mug from our freshly boiled kettle and sat on the sofa. Next thing I knew, the entire contents of the mug were in my lap and I couldn’t even shout out for the pain.
Trey came back into the lounge to find me writhing around on the floor, ripping my clothes off. For a split second he probably thought his luck was in (!) but after a much-needed 30 minute cold shower (sadly not for the reason he hoped!) my knight in shining armour wrapped my burn in cling-film. Thanks Google – who knew? In typical stoic British fashion I figured I could just sleep off the pain and so I dosed up on Night Nurse which always knocks me out, and went to bed. Stoic. And stupid!
Big mistake. HUGE!
The next morning, the burn looked like it belonged on Casualty, so I decided to finally allow myself to be dramatic and headed to Casualty! It’s frightening just how much damage a herbal tea can do and the irony of how healthy Green Tea is supposed to be wasn’t lost on me
The check-in nurse was pretty casual about it all and I managed to stay calm until saw the damage, then her face and speed at which things happened told me this was no graze and examination after examination followed. Thankfully I’d taken the brilliant Ericka Waller’s Confessions of a Mother Inferior with me to pass the time and keep me smiling.
It turned out, I had pretty extensive 2nd degree burns. It’s taken everything in me not to post pictures on here but suffice to say I’d made a bit of a mess of my thigh and bum and was transferred to Stoke Mandeville Hospital and their Burns Unit.
The birth of two kids has left me with very little dignity – which is just as well because more people saw me naked from the waist down that day than in my entire lifetime! I just didn’t care, I was in so much pain. These curtains around my bed at Stoke Mandeville cheered me up and took my mind of how many people were seeing me up close – and a bit too personal! And I can officially confirm, the worst moment to get recognised? Just as someone’s about to have a rummage in your lady bits! Yeah. THE worst! #awkward
When I heard they wanted to keep me in for 48 hours I burst into tears and started wailing like a banshee as we were supposed to be heading to Cornwall. Not quite how I’d envisaged my week off from Heart Breakfast panning out. I’m still not entirely sure if a) they took pity on me or b) figured they didn’t need the drama (!) but they very kindly allowed me to go away for a few days for a bit of R & R and sea air.
Since then, I’ve been in and out of hospital, spending 45 minutes a day doing my own dressings at home and facing the possibility of a skin graft.
If I’m honest, I do feel a bit “enough already”‘ about 2015.
In January, I lost my beloved Grandma. In February, the sickness struck my family, as did the rain! In March, the sickness struck some more in the shape of Tonsillitis. It felt like Groundhog Day. In April, the sun finally found it’s hat and decided it did quite like wearing it after all! I felt like we were coming out of the dark times in every way and felt like I could finally take in great lungfuls of spring air and be excited for life again.
Then I dropped a mug of green tea.
I’m a very positive person and though it’s tough, I refuse to give in! Off the back of MUG FULLY EMPTY I’m determined to remain GLASS HALF FULL!
I’m ready for the Spring and Summer to come into my life – in every way! I’m booked onto a First Aid course and have come up with the mantra “It’s only skin” every time I feel sad about my leg. Eventually the scarring shouldn’t be too bad, but looking at it right now, that’s hard to believe. Vitamin E oil is my new best friend!
And needless to say, my hot drinks now come in mugs like these! Taking no chances baby!