Two weeks ago, I got a second degree burn on my back. It was a complete accident and my host mom feels really horrible about it. It hurt kind of like a giant sunburn if you give it a nice whack seventeen times with a wooden spoon.
But anyways, I was in the kitchen with her making dinner and she grabbed a pan of boiling potato water to drain the water from the tots and well, Big M opened the fridge door and hit my host mom’s arm, thus sending the boiling potato water onto my back. I spent about 15 minutes in a cold shower trying to calm the skin down and then my host mom said we needed to go to the emergency room so they could take care of the burn because it was bigger than the palm of my hand. Considering I have small hands, a lot of things are bigger than the palm of my hand, so we went to the emergency room where they put some burn cream and a sterile sheet on my back and told me to come back on Sunday morning to see what was up with the burn.
Sunday came along, and well, it turns out the first degree burn on my back Friday night had turned into a second degree burn and so they gave me a real burn dressing and narcotics and a prescription for a nurse to come to the house every two days to change the dressing and just make sure everything was healing up well.
Tuesday rolled along and the nurse who came to change my dressing was really cool when I almost threw up on him.
Thursday came along and the dressing change went swimmingly, but it turns out I’m allergic to medical tape. Wow, me, with sensitive skin, is allergic to medical tape. So I got a prescription for new medical tape (I’m allergic to that, too. More later.) and was told to call him if I had it on Friday so that he could come and change the dressing earlier.
Then he came on Friday to change the dressing, and then again on Saturday because nobody wants to be bugged on Sunday by a nurse. Then, a new nurse came on Monday to change the dressing, and then a new one on Wednesday.
It turns out that I’m also allergic to the hypo-allergenic stuff. Good things. THe nurse taped up my entire back to the point that I couldn’t move my right shoulder and then was like “you should be able to take a real shower on Friday”.
I did not take a real shower on Friday. But my dressing changed in size. It literally only covered my shoulder. The nurse then told me I’d be able to take a shower today and since my dressing fell off at 10:30 this morning, I took it as a sign that I could wash my hair and body at the same time. I’m now sitting on my bed with a clean t-shirt just sittin’ on the burn and it doesn’t hurt a bit. To be honest, taking a shower really helped with all of the itching on my back.
I also just finished a Skype interview with a family in Vichy. I’m moving to Vichy in two weeks and my head feels a lot easier to hold high.
I won’t go into the gory details of why I’m leaving, but things are just not working out for me with my host family in Vernon and so I’m peacing out. It’s going to be a good change for me and I’m excited to go on a brand new adventure with a brand new family in a part of France I’ve never been to.
I also got a haircut yesterday and I am so completely in love with it! My hair is short again and I am happy. I look super cute.
I have pictures of my back under the cut if you want to see how it’s healing.
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