Back in mid-May, I was trimming one of the cats' claws, and...RAWR!!!
She got irritated, started up her warning "siren" (which I stupidly ignored), then bit me.
Just look at that sweet face! Surely she's not capable of such a dastardly deed. Don't be fooled. This is the Demon Cat from Hell.
When she came into our home as a kitten, she wasn't well socialized. She didn't like to be touched or picked up. She growled and yowled. She didn't clean her fur very well. She was Grumpy Cat times ten. However, after YEARS of work, she can give a good imitation of being somewhat pleasant. I can no longer sit on our sofa without her immediately taking over my lap. Of course, it's all on HER terms.
No matter how she pretends, she is NOT a nice cat. The other cats get out of her way. She terrifies the dog (the BIG dog). She sits where a gorilla would sit - wherever she wants.
Anyway, she's not a fan of being handled. So she bit me.
HARD.
I detached her from my hand, then wrapped her up in a towel and finished the job.
She was NOT going to win.
Long story short, the bite got infected, I went to the emergency room twice, was put on pain killers and two heavy duty antibiotics, lost some movement in one finger (on my right hand), tried occupational therapy (FAIL), then had surgery that repaired two tendons.
Here's how my hand looked afterward. My whole arm was numb until the end of the next day. It felt like a telephone pole in its sling, and was about as useful.
I've since graduated to a different, slightly abbreviated splint and bandage. I have to wear them 24/7 for three weeks - ugh. At least I can sort of use my fingers. I get to take it all off once a day and do a little gentle massage.
Meanwhile, I'm working - slowly. I try to write left handed (oh my - barely legible) and use the computer (hunt and peck). Getting dressed is an Olympic event. By the time I have all my clothes on, I feel like I've competed in the decathlon. And lost. I'm ready to lie down and take a nap.
I keep telling myself it will be worth it in the long run.
It will.
It really will.
Right?
Hang in there, this too shall pass.
ReplyDeleteI am amazed lately as I come across old emails describing the things I have been through and thinking about how it was a major thing then, but not so much anymore.