i_go_wild
“Your lucky your wounds did not get infected, however I am still concerned about the chance of rabies and I am going to have to insist on going through with the treatment if we cannot find the dog that attacked you.” I winced as the doctor put in the last of the stitches. He had been reluctant to give me stitches at all because he was worried about an infection however he admitted my wound was rather clean considering what I had been through.
What I had been through, the doctor had not a clue of the insanity that was my night. First attacked by some creepy mutant dog and than saved by a sarcastic British ghost. A ghost, I still shuddered when I thought of that. In a way it was kind of cool, traumatic moments like that could make me a better artist in the long run but as of now I was just glad to be back in the world of sanity and normal.
The doctor prescribed a few ointments and gave me a lecture about going out alone at night I pretty much phased out during most of it though. I just wanted to go home and start working on some sketches I had in mind. I was feeling artistic today and needed an outlet for this. I was not sure what it was but I felt different, it was not necessarily a good or a bad feeling, just an odd one.
What I had been through, the doctor had not a clue of the insanity that was my night. First attacked by some creepy mutant dog and than saved by a sarcastic British ghost. A ghost, I still shuddered when I thought of that. In a way it was kind of cool, traumatic moments like that could make me a better artist in the long run but as of now I was just glad to be back in the world of sanity and normal.
The doctor prescribed a few ointments and gave me a lecture about going out alone at night I pretty much phased out during most of it though. I just wanted to go home and start working on some sketches I had in mind. I was feeling artistic today and needed an outlet for this. I was not sure what it was but I felt different, it was not necessarily a good or a bad feeling, just an odd one.