Several times through the night last night I tried NOT resting it on the soggy bag of ice that was in bed with me, only to have to get up and pace in pain due to the level of sting that would rush through my hand before the cold could ease it again. It was bAAAAd.
Need less to say, I typed this shit one handed. From what I could determine, it is only a 1st degree burn. No blistering, nothing except a little pink. But dear LORD - the PAIN. My husband was freaked because each time the searing pain would pop up after stupidly thinking the pain would pass, I would pace the house with tears streaming down my cheeks. I didn't want to go to the urgent care because my husband had to be at work at 6 am and it was like 11 pm when I burnt myself. He would have gotten no sleep. I begged him to stay home and I would go alone and he refused, so I refused to go. We are both martyrs. JIHAD!!!
*** Burn Victim Update
I was wrong. Based on the recent swelling and the recent BLISTERS and the consistent PAIN, I have 2nd degree burns over about 1/3 of my hand. Greeeeeat. This will totally impare my ability to flip the bird.