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Again, why, exactly, didn't I go for human medicine instead?
I love my job. I really do. It just sometimes makes it hard to talk to normal people.
Because, no matter how you try to explain it, the fact that I got bitten in the face by a dog this morning at around 8:30 and only left work just now to see a doctor, makes people shake their heads. (Actually, I didn't intent to see a doctor at all, but my jaw has swollen up more than I consider normal for bites. And I'd like some official note for documentation purposes.)
Anyway, one more piece of evidence in my theory that James Harriot's books were originally called "All Creatures Great and Small - And How They've Tried To Kill Me".
ETA: Of course today had to be Wednesday. The day on which most doctors in Germany only see patients in the mornings. After four fruitles tries, I ended up in the ER, feeling more than just a bit silly.
Since I really didn't think I needed to wait for the surgeon to look at me and my question of which of two antibiotics would be better to use was answered by some intern or student with "Oh, as long as you're vaccinated there should be no problem at all" (which, as much as I am a fan of vaccinations, is plain silly when asked after antibiotics), I've decided to just treat this myself, the same way I would a bite in a dog. It's not my first bite after all, just the fact that it's in the face is what's making me worry more than usual.
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oh man, are you okay? well, all things considered?
hmm.. Der Doktor und das liebe Vieh..
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Oh yes, I'm fine. I'm more or less used to getting bitten occasionally. It's just that normally it's not my *face*.
And that german title is nothing but a filthy lie. I'm sure of it. *nodnod*