It has been a very interesting 6 weeks.
First of all I was bit by my own dog breaking up a fight between my 2 dogs. I have a 7 year old Chocolate Lab and a 1 year old Pit Bull. The Pit, Belle is a bully. She only weighs 45 pounds but it can be all attitude. The Chocolate, Daisy weighs 78 pounds and lets the wee one bully her. There was an incident while my 2 oldest Granddaughters were here and I didn’t want them involved or to even see the dogs fighting so before the fight happened I saw it coming and tried to grab Belle. I was to late and I ended up getting 2 bites on my right hand one with 3 stitches and one with 4. I had the girls for the weekend so we all got in the car and went to the emergency unit at the local hospital. They were so brave watching Gramma getting needles and stitches, they were taking pictures and after my finger was frozen the Dr. pulled up my skin so the girls could see what Gramma looked like inside. It was quite the experience to say the least.
The Dr. put me on Amoxicillin to make sure I didn’t get an infection and I am allergic to Penicillin, the pharmacist told me there was a 50/50 chance I would be allergic to this also but I didn’t want to spend another 3 hours in the hospital so I thought I would take the chance. The last time I had Penicillin I had a rashy reaction nothing life threatening. Was it ever different this time. I took the first pill within an hour I was not feeling well so decided to have a rest, when I got up I couldn’t even dress myself, my 5 year old granddaughter had to help me dress. I had to take the girls for some food, I couldn’t even think of cooking so we got in the car and went to the Pho place they like and then to the park. I was walking on a path at the park while they were playing and I fell over and hurt my ankle. I lay there for a few minutes and then got myself up and limped over to a seat let the kids play until their Dad called to say I could drop them off there and then went home. I woke up the next morning and my ankle was purple and swollen. Off to the hospital I go again. Still taking the Amoxicillin remember. I take myself to the hospital and wait and wait, get x-rays. Broken ankle. Crap, the Dr. sends me over to the drug store to get an air cast, no one has thought of crutches or anything like that I am still walking on it but because of the Amoxicillin I am not thinking straight. I live in a small town, no air casts on sunday I have to wait until Monday. Back to the er I go again and wait for another 2 hours to get a cast put on.
My week went missing, it took me 5 days to take the 3 days of pills, I can’t remember much of the week. The dogs were fed because when I was feeling better I realized I had gone through about 2 weeks of food so I guess I fed them whenever I got up. lol. The fencers had come and put up a fence, that was a surprise.
Anyway it was a hard few weeks the cast is now off, the ankle is still swollen and painful but I am sure it will heal. I am feeling so much better and I’m back. lol
Donna Ruck
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