For most of day, I seriously planned not ask my relatives if their dog had its rabies vaccinations up to date, because I didn't want them to know it had bitten me, because then they would be worried and probably make a big deal out of it and feel bad about it.
THEN I REALIZED THAT I WAS INSANE.
Edit: I apologize if the wording above was unclear,
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As for ass-to-hospital-getting...apparently getting over upbringing-induced insanity cannot be undone in one sitting, because every fiber of my being is going, "Nononononono, just wait till you get back to the States on Sunday, don't make them take you to a hospital when you're already inconveniencing them on such short notice..."
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If you are going to act exactly like me, however - I haven't been to the ER in fourteen years, except for what I thought was an attack of acute appendicitis - find some sort of syringe and flush the wounds out with saline (saline for contacts works well) or water, and then soak it in hot water with Epsom salts dissolved in. That'll draw out the nasty stuff.
Listen to the nice vet tech student, dear - I've been through two dog bites in the last nine months. :D
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*goes off to compulsively disinfect, wash, and soak hand again*
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And use that syringe! It's a puncture wound, you have got to irrigate that cavity out. You need the pressure flush, and a faucet won't do it.
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Sorry I worried you with unclear wording.
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Other than the dog bite, how has the trip been?
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The trip is mas or menos bien. Relatives stuffing me full of food, as relatives are wont to do. Trying to practice my Spanish, though most of them have better English than my Spanish (also, PR Spanish is very mumbly, and never hits the S's). Going to grave today, if we can find the flower place.
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