So, Friday I'm out of the car and Petsmart getting some stuff out of my back seat, back turned to everyone, just minding my own business. I had seen a rottie.....med blue flat collar, 3 or 4 shiney tags, slightly overweight, a bit of graying on the muzzle, wearing a prong collar hooked to a flexi......but, he had his person with him....a middle aged, non-descript woman wearing a drab colored trench type coat. I don't believe I even saw her face, or at least registered it.
So, I'm leaning into the car and all of a sudden I get BITTEN in the back of the leg. I have one gash in the back bend of the knee, one in the fatty part at the inside. Both are deep and pretty good sized. My immediate reaction was to call out "holy sh*t!!!! That dam* dog bit me!" at which point the woman took off running with the dog, and LEFT. I, of course, was shocked....I don't get bit. The last bit was 26 or 27 years ago. Dogs love me, and I approach them correctly. Random dogs do not just walk up to me in a parking lot and decide to take a chunk out of me! Just doesn't happen.
The best part, since the woman LEFT and didn't give me any info is that I'm having to have the series of rabies injections. Yeehaw!
EVEN if this dog had a bite record, I would not have turned the dog in. I most certainly would have talked to the woman about the wisdom of using a flexi with an agressive dog, but this dog bit the RIGHT person not to get into trouble. I wouldn't have even cared about getting a name, IF she'd let me see the darned rabies tag. Not terribly smart, I know, but this could have all been handled between just us.
I got treated at the local hospital on Friday night.....got the tetnus update, got the antibiotics, etc. Yesterday morning had to go to the big hospital in town for the first in the series of injections......for the followups I can go back to the local one. Of course they had to undress the wounds, scrub them out, yet again....which feels a bit like course sandpaper being applied with a power sander.....and the injections are just a hoot!
One goes into each butt check, one into my right arm, since I had the tetnus booster in the left, and the really fun part was HAVING THE NEEDLE STUCK INTO THE ACTUAL BITES!! OMG, I thought the back one was going to reduce me to tears. All these years later, the lamaze panting and blowing still comes in handy! The back of the knee is an incredibly tender spot. I felt a bit like a pin cushion by the time they were finished and was careful not to drink too much water yesterday, lest I start leaking out the numerous holes!
The good news is that the remaining five injections are done in the arm. I can stop dropping my drawers and having docs poke around in the darned holes in my knee. It's still seeping really good. I'm going through several dressing changes per day...which is supposed to be good in that it allows the gunk to drain, but in reality means I have to be really on my toes to catch it before my clothing gets all bloody.
The knee does not bend beyond a certain angle. The knee is not ever comfortable, and sleeping is fine until I move and accidently bump it. Then DH has to get out of bed and peel me off the ceiling. Did I mention I'm NOT having fun yet??
Owie!