Mrs. HM Finds A New Way To Injure Herself

I have recovered from the injury to my sciatic nerve while simply sitting on the couch. 

I am no worse-for-wear after knocking my noggin on the bathroom door two nights ago. 

I didn't plan to tell you that one, but consider it a bonus. 

I was lurching across the living room hall, past the piano, to the boys' bathroom. I leaned forward and put my left hand on the doorjamb. I do that all the time as I cross the threshold. But this time, my hand slipped, and my left forehead slammed against the open door! Not on the crazy temple part, but just above it. Thankfully, I was not knocked unconscious, and no bruise or knot appeared. It would have been terrible for Farmer H to be blamed for something that happened while he was across the Mansion, asleep!

Anyhoo... my latest injury occurred on Saturday, while The Pony and I were making Chex Mix. The Pony had brought me the ingredients for the second batch, and was in Farmer H's recliner, watching The Kitchen on the Food Network. I reached my hand down into a box of Rice Chex, which is the top layer of the mix, just before adding Worcestershire Sauce and vegetable oil and garlic powder and garlic salt. I don't like tipping the box to pour the cereal out, as that lets tiny crumbs into the pan, which like to burn to the bottom. Instead, I put my hand in and drag/scoop out the cereal, leaving the crumbs to settle down in the bag.

I felt a pain as I reached in...

OH NO! The box flaps gouged my papery-thin elderly skin!!! I called for The Pony, who got me a paper towel to blot it. I was able to finish putting ingredients in the Chex Mix, and The Pony whisked the pans into the oven. Then I washed off my arm, blotted some more, and got a picture. Because who doesn't want to see a fresh Chex Mix injury?

The next day, it was starting to heal. The gouge crescents were distinctive.

If Mrs. HM was a litigious person, she might attempt a personal injury lawsuit against the cereal company! There are no warnings on the box that say it might CUT YOU! No crazier than suing over a burn from spilled coffee, heh, heh! That will never happen. Mrs. HM would never do anything that might raise the price of Chex! She relies on it very year. It's her bread and butter for Christmas gifting.