Hazardous Challah

I think all the accidents and pains I've avoided for the last few years have descended upon me in the space of this last week. In one week I've:
1) had extreme eye irritation (see last post)
2) burned a slash on my hand to a blister
3) developed a huge sore on my tongue so I can't eat properly
and, as of yesterday,
4) developed sciatica, that is, herniated a spinal disc
Please let this be the end of it! I remember, when I was dealing with the eye thing, I said, "At least I have the rest of my body." Maybe now I believe in touching wood.

Yesterday, at the bakery, I was bending down to pick up a tray of challah bread from a lower oven when I lifted, straightened, and twisted to my right at the same time. Then, after managing to get the tray to a rack, I grabbed onto the counter and tried not to faint.

Challah: it can kill you. Now I'm happily on pain meds and have managed to get up and walk all by myself today! Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to pick stuff up that I drop on the floor.

On a happier note, Wednesday was my niece's birthday. I miss my afternoons with her.

Happy Birthday!