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TIFU by helping my BF cook after a bad night

Okay, well, it happened over the weekend. I (22F) am staying with my BF (24M) of six months while going back and forth from college. This weekend I drove to our apartment and parked the car on the side of the street. Later we get a call from his mother saying that a car’s side mirror was left in front of our door. Long story short, someone had hit my car in a drunken accident and drove off. The side mirror that came off was theirs, but my car also took some damages. I quickly became upset, and just wanted to relax the rest of the night. My BF offered a margarita just to help calm my nerves and I took him up on the offer. For context, I take abilify to help with my bipolar disorder. For those that don’t know, that medicine and alcohol don’t always mix. For me, it gets me “double drunk,” or just drunk quicker. So, I usually just take small sips when I have a drink, and usually I only get sleepy. However, this time my BF put in more Tequila than usual. I was handed the drink and I began to suck it down. I was so thirsty from driving for three hours. I also hadn’t had much to eat yet and my taste buds were craving something sweet. I mention about half the way down the drink that we needed food. My BF goes to make some mac and cheese just to get something in our stomachs. Eventually he calls me over to come drain the pasta. Since I am scared of holding the strainer and having water being poured towards my hands, I usually hold the pot and pour it in. However, this time when I stood up, I realized I was F-ed up. Really fucked up. But in my head I kept telling myself “you’re just draining pasta, you can do this. I was handed the pot of pasta, I saw the strainer, and I just began to pour… all over myself. Boiling water directly into my crotch area. I yelled and all I remember next was removing my pants and putting a wet towel between my legs. I had given myself 2nd/3rd degree burns on my upper thighs and just barely missed my poor coochie. My BF was freaking out, also drunk, and not sure what to do. So we ended up adding ointment to the areas, having band-aids, and just waiting. My right thigh is nice and red while my left thigh has dark areas and bubbling. So lesson learned: eat first and then drink.

TL:DR- I got drunk, tried to pour pasta into drainer, and ended up getting burned in my tighs

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