omemade no-knead bread this Christmas. I didn't think anything of it, because frankly, I burn or cut myself in the kitchen on a sadly regular basis. It looked fine until yesterday.
After my run with the Western Cook Running Club, I took off my gloves and commented that I thought my finger might be getting infected. Everyone looked at it and was horrified, so I took that as a sign. I tried to clean it up yesterday, but it got worse overnight. I'm now on a 10-day course of antibiotics to try and stop it from spreading.
I'll spare you the photos, but check out the size of the pills I'm taking!