I'm doing this a bit out of order... but oh, well. I just realized I need to get this down.
It was time for three of my four cats to go for their annual checkups at the vet's. So I called on Monday morning, and as luck would have it, they had an opening that very day for Patches. (For those of you who do not know, Patches is 19 years old and the meanest cat in the world. She growls; she hisses; she fusses; you name it! She is old; has been with me for 17 years; has kidney failure; and is now deaf. With all that, she generally loves her mama [that would be me].)
So about 2:40, I put Patches in the carrier and away we go. Well, I usually don't have an appointment for her; I usually have to drop her off for the day and they get her blood and give her a Rabies shot when they can because she is so "high strung." But for some reason that day - I guess they forgot who they were dealing with - they asked me if I wanted to go back with her. So I did. Well, the vet tech was obviously scared of Patches. And Patches knows she's going to be grabbed by the scruff of the neck, so she knows how to twist her little head to avoid that. But the vet tech was too scared and/or jumpy to hold Patches tightly, thus Patches got away from them twice. The first time, I caught her and put her back on the table. Anyway, she was about to get away from them again, so I went to help and grab her by the scruff of the neck with my right hand. Well, my left arm must have been too close, because Patches proceeded to clamp down on my left wrist. And I mean held on like a pit bull would! The vet is telling me to turn loose of her, and I'm thinking that I'm not turning loose of this cat, cause she'll just get away again! Well, Patches did eventually turn me loose, and the vet was all concerned and took me to a sink to wash with antiseptic and kept telling me that I needed to go to the doctor; I needed antibiotics. Well, they finally did what they needed to do with my cat, and we left.
So it was a pretty serious bite, and I had heard bad things about cat bites, so I did call my doctor's office. Meanwhile, I looked on the Internet and read that 40% of cat bites become infected... so maybe going to the doctor is a good idea. Well, the doctor's office called back and asked me to come right then (it was 4:15 -4:30 by this time so I knew it was almost closing time for them - this bite must be serious!).
I ended up having a tetanus shot (My last one was six years ago.) and an antibiotic shot. The doctor was just relieved that Patches didn't hit my radial artery - he said they would have been trying to save my hand at that point. I also had to go get a prescription for antibiotics for the next seven days, ice my hand, elevate it, take Advil, and keep a close eye on it for infection. (And thank goodness that I still get my elderly cats Rabies shots, cause that was their first question... on the phone AND when I reached the office - had this cat had its shots? They would have taken her, if she had not.)
Well, the bite healed very quickly. I'm a firm believer in peroxide and I poured that over it twice a day. But the antibiotics threw my IBS into high gear. I have been sick this whole week. Then on Thursday evening, my sinuses start up... headache, hurting face, sore throat. How in the world could I get a sinus infection while taking all those antibiotics???!!
So that's been my fun, fun week. I do not blame Patches... she was scared... And I feel sure she did not realize it was ME she was biting. She was hoping to get those people who where manhandling her and sticking her with needles!