There was a very brief sharp pain. I looked down. A morsel of winter melon from the soup that had been simmering in the slow cooker had dropped off from the ladle and landed on my sarong. It burnt my fingers when I tried to pick it up. I lifted the sarong. I was half expecting to see a blister. A patch of redness had developed where the winter melon landed. There was no pain. I quickly patted the sore with tap water to cool it down.
Scald blister on my left thigh.
By evening, the redness had swelled into a blister. Still no pain. I have very little sensation there. The first time I got scalded, it was worse than this but the wound healed pretty quickly. I am banking that it will be the same this time. In many ways, I am lucky that Wuan does most of the cooking and handling of hot liquids. If not, scald blisters like this would be a common occurence on my thighs.