It is confirmed.
I am one burn-prone person. Well, my hands that is. For as long as I can remember, I've been burning my hands in ovens, toasters, pans, fireworks (yes, I said fireworks), and boiling water.
So as expected, I burned my hand while using a toaster just a couple weeks ago, and it wasn't a puny little burn. It was a second-degree burn. It didn't just involve torching the epidermis (outer layer of dead skin cells), it reached down to the dermis (includes blood vessels, nerve endings, glands etc.). Ouch.
Based on experience, yours truly went on and did the basic first aid procedures my mother has taught me since day one. Then I left it alone, knowing it would heal by itself.
Well, sort of.
I kept washing my hands without covering it, not putting anything on it. It hurt when I used hot water, but other than that I didn't let it bother me. Oh you bet, it became much worse. Plus, when I realized it was already scabbing (finally), I did one very big mistake. I touched it. No wait, I tried to take it off, especially since my brother said he thought it looked like a cigarette butt burn.
Nope. It only made it look worse. The scar will probably be there for quite a while.
I've been taught to never pick on my wounds by my ever particular physician mother, not even when it's already about to heal. It has been delved into my mind to let the tissues repair themselves, and everything will be (almost) back to what it used to.
Then I realized something important... If a person has been hurt, one has make sure to take action to make it heal faster, not passively let it be. And when it seems like the wound is just about to heal completely, one musn't even think that the process can be sped up by picking on it. The more that you focus on it, the scars will be much worse.
Think about it. Let Him heal your pain. Take a step back, and just let Him.
(Random ramblings on a pretty Spring day. 4/25/12)
