Well, photos just don't do it justice, is all I can say. It's huge! And lumpy! And it hurts!
OK, not a lot of hurt, but some. And, dangit, I still want sympathy. Photos just don't capture the magnitude of the gigantinormous lump or the nauseous green of my shin, which I'll have you know, goes from here to here:
Obviously, I'm going to live, and that's A Very Good Thing, but still: I think I should have a day named in honor of my suffering, don't you? Big Dog Bite Drama Day, maybe. Where we'd all give ourselves paper cuts and take a sick day. Or take three aspirin instead of two and call 911 for an overdose. Floss too vigorously and have to lie down. Some might call it Hypochondriac Day, but they'd just be haters, and we would ignore them. Shun them, in fact. "Just wait until they're mauled by wolves," we'd mutter darkly amongst ourselves.
I've got only like 2 1/2 more says of these stinkin' antibiotics, but you can bet I'm going to whinge about this for a LONG time. If I feel there's a dearth of pity, I can always say, in a weak and pitiful way, "Gee, I wonder if there's a tooth embedded in there? Maybe it will work its way through my body and lodge in my brain. I think I feel a migraine coming on! Help!" Not that I've ever had a migraine, but, hey. I think I'd feel it if a tooth were up there.
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Poor, poor, POOR Ricë!!! How am I doing so far? I'm sorry about the antibiotics, but glad you decided to take them. Imagine the whining after gangrene and an amputation. You would have had to start a brand new blog. Ooh, my secret word is 'sulkimi'. That's what Ricë says after a dog bites her. (sorry - couldn't resist)
OK, Sally, it must have also impacted my ability to detect either misspellings or sarcasm or both, because you lost me on that one. I can't even find it. Sigh. Help me out, won't you?
I'm betting it was "whinge". We here in the north country aren't so familiar with that particular derivative. I had to do the Google the first time I read it.
Yee GODS! Even my innocent dog feels guilty - that thing is a mess! Thank goodness we live in the age of antibiotics or your leg would need to be sawed off with no anesthetic. (Now that would really be something to whin(g)e about)!
Get well soon, Rice!
xxoo - sus
It's certainly not southern, let me tell you. I don't know where I got it; one of my editors checked and said it's British. Huh. Exactly *what* did I read, I wonder?
Thank you, Sus! I feel better already! My god, I'm so pathetic. . . .
File under "more than you ever wanted to know":
ORIGIN late Old English hwinsian, of Germanic origin; related to German winseln; compare with whine .
I laughed out loud at this one, poor poor you. You remind me of myself when I'm feeling tired and just wish somebody would pat me on the back, stroke my hair, lead me to a comfy chair and say "There there, you sit down, you've been working so hard, just relax and I'll do everything today".
Nobody ever does. ;-) I guess this means I'm an independent woman?
all joking aside - you were BIT by a dog?? What kind of dog grabs the middle of your SHIN -HOW HORRIBLE! That does look like it hurts :o((
Yeah, sometimes my humor falls flat in writing. My apologies. It does suck to be injured. If it were me, that dog would have feared for its life. So would the owner. Just take good care of yourself. Animal bites can be truly nasty and take a long time to heal. I don't blame you for whining.
the only thing worse is getting bitten by your own dog! granted she was old and arthritic (and cranky about it) and when she slipped i automatically reached out to help her and the ungrateful bitch BIT ME...on the hand.
pure reflex on both our parts but after a few days it got infected and i spent 3 days in the hospital with my hand tied in the air (all that above the heart crap)being pumped full of antibiotics.
at least i knew she'd had all her shots....
it was pretty damn ugly too. think i deleted the photos or i'd share and compare battle scars.
up until then she was the world's BEST dog!i did still love her, but believe me - i kept my distance!
sucks to get old (and cranky) for man and beast.
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