2nd Degree Split Pea Soup
Went to the hospital Monday for BP to undergo another EEG now that we've weaned her completely off meds. I think I've seen evidence of seizures, and she thinks it's a possibility as well, though now that it's been like a year and half since she's had one, she's kinda outta practice and not quite sure. The test was complete after 4 hours. Now we just need to wait a couple weeks until the doctor can look at the results.
So afterward, we went down to the newly remodeled cafeteria to buy some lunch. Wow, is it impressive. Quite large, with a tremendous selection of various foods to buy. So, BP decided, (among other things), that she would get some split pea soup. She grabs the small styrofoam bowl that they have and fills it up like halfway. JL and I tell her, "fill it up... you have to pay for it anyway." So I grab her bowl in my left hand and the ladle in my right and begin the arduous process of maneuvering the ladle around under the sneeze guard. Well, I didn't do it quite right, and managed to pour half a ladle of boiling hot soup on my thumb. (Is there a doctor in the house?) It blistered up, and I kept my thumb in ice the rest of the day and night. JL and I agreed that the design, with the sneeze guard placement, etc., left something to be desired. We also agreed that someone would've sued, (á la McDonald's), but even with the faulty design, how could I really justify getting money for my own stupidity like that? No thanks, I'll take the high road on that one. (That is, unless you think I might win...?)
So afterward, we went down to the newly remodeled cafeteria to buy some lunch. Wow, is it impressive. Quite large, with a tremendous selection of various foods to buy. So, BP decided, (among other things), that she would get some split pea soup. She grabs the small styrofoam bowl that they have and fills it up like halfway. JL and I tell her, "fill it up... you have to pay for it anyway." So I grab her bowl in my left hand and the ladle in my right and begin the arduous process of maneuvering the ladle around under the sneeze guard. Well, I didn't do it quite right, and managed to pour half a ladle of boiling hot soup on my thumb. (Is there a doctor in the house?) It blistered up, and I kept my thumb in ice the rest of the day and night. JL and I agreed that the design, with the sneeze guard placement, etc., left something to be desired. We also agreed that someone would've sued, (á la McDonald's), but even with the faulty design, how could I really justify getting money for my own stupidity like that? No thanks, I'll take the high road on that one. (That is, unless you think I might win...?)
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