This time it went a little wrong. A piece of the icing, which had practically liquidated, got stuck to the tip of my finger. I shook my hand, and it didn't come off. It just continued to get get hotter. Ack!
Finally I stuck the finger in my mouth and took the burning stuff off with my teeth. Telling myself it was nothing, I took my poptart to the couch with me.
When it didn't stop hurting, I took a glance. To my surprise, I saw three little white blisters had formed on my fingertip! I decided that deserved some attention, so I pulled out an ice pack for it.
Wow, maimed by my food. Ouchie! I'm typing this with one hand and one finger right now. It feels great, as long as I keep it numb. Thank goodness for ice, eh? I'm fascinated by the blisters; second degree burns are unusual in my line of work. Very weird...hopefully it'll heal quickly.