No evidence of burns

Recently, my husband and I went to a beautiful Christian Science church service and visited an outside bazaar at a nearby city. Several hours after we returned home, I removed a roast from the oven and placed it on a trivet. I turned to get plates from the cupboards, then turned back to the roast and noticed it was not sitting straight. Without thinking, I reached over—not wearing oven mitts—and picked it up by the handles of the pan.

It was several seconds before I realized what had happened. I was able to put the pan back down and avoided dropping it, but both of my hands were severely burned and I screamed. My husband came quickly into the kitchen to see what was the matter.

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December 26, 2011

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