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It's Friday already?
The week was good. No surgery for me to perform, because this week there were no male dogs to neuter, but I can hope for next week.
The low light of the week was today's cat who thought it a brilliant idea to bite the pad of my thumb. Not a little bite that is just a larger scratch but a real bite which left a nice deep hole.
This isn't good. Not because it hurts, it doesn't very much, but because cat's bites make for lovely infections. Personally I'd just see what happens, but nearly everyone at the clinic and now my mother are telling me to take at least some antibiotics. The last time I had to take antibiotics was approximately 15 years ago. At the moment I'm trying to make the choice between dog's pills or some that expired a year ago (what do you mean, I could just go to a doctor and get a prescription?)

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My mother is a doctor and loves to tell me horror stories about the intensive care patients who ended up there because of bites. So now I'm dosed up with amoxicillin, bathing the hand in an antiseptic and applying some enzyme cleaner before I leave for work.
I hope this'll be enough *g*