I have been pretty sick the last four days. I have felt incredibly nauseated and have had only a few bites of anything. Even the thought of water has me gagging. The only benefit to something like this is the weight loss:) Even now feeling slightly better, I'm not sure I'd do it again!
This morning I walked down stairs feeling pretty shaky and weak. I made it to the couch before collapsing with a beating heart and quick breath. The kids were begging for breakfast, so I asked Caden to get them toaster waffles. He placed the waffles in the toaster and the syrup in the microwave. I was barely coherent when the scream erupted. Blood curdling screaming. Caden had put the syrup in for too long. The boys had gotten it out to give to him. The bottle melted. Boiling syrup splashed onto their legs and then hardened. And burned! Thankfully Brennon had long pants on. Ty didn't fare so well:(
With adrenaline coursing through my body, I swept Ty up and ran him upstairs to the sink (wishing the downstairs bathroom had more than a pedestal.) He was crying, begging for cold water. However, because it had hardened, it wasn't relieving the burn. Randy came in by this time and helped peal off the sugar. I was doubled over on the toilet. Not only had I used more energy in the last few minutes- or four days for that matter, but I was already nauseated. I couldn't handle watching him peal it off and leave my sweet babes legs burned and welted. Hours later, this is how one leg looks. I took it with my phone, so it's not the best quality, but maybe that's just fine. It looks horrible in real life!
In Caden's defence, we always put the syrup in for a minute and a half. However, that's when it's full, not a small line at the bottom. He did it how I told him, just didn't realize it was that much only when the bottle is full. After collapsing in my bed after the initial shock, I then cursed myself for not simply getting the breakfast myself. I definitely wouldn't feel so drained now!
