Come on, everybody! Raise your hands in the air if you love, love, LOVE rabies shots!! Woohooooo!!! Par-tay! Go, Ribbit. It's your birthday. Go, Ribbit. It's your birthday.
Ok, it's not my birthday. That would make this suck all the more worse.
Rabies shots start tomorrow. Animal control was wonderful and came out to set a trap. They're being very helpful. The Dr. at the clinic I went to yesterday was seemingly unconcerned about rabies, but I called my regular dr today just to make sure the bite was in my file along with getting the tetanus shot and she's 150% convinced that rabies is an immediate risk and I need to start treatments tomorrow.
You can't make this stuff up.
I wonder if there's a rabies awareness color I can start for Keychains for a Cause..... :) Hey, if I don't laugh, I'm going to cry....which I did - right in the middle of class after I got the innitial phone call. Then, as I was walking back to the classroom a magnificent senior asked if I'd be his escort for the baseball team's senior night - their last home game. After school, I ran to animal control, back to the house for them to set the trap and then back to work to fetch the kids. We got the student a candy bar 'flower' arangement, the kids and me a pizza and went back to my school to eat so I could get some work done and then went to the ball field. While we were standing in the middle of the field, the second call from the dr. came through. I had to leave the field to take the phone call. I felt bad for the kid, but since he was in the class where I teared up, he understood, but I still think it looked bad.
I'm telling you, you can't make this stuff up.
At least I'll have a better chance of surviving a zombie attack.
The morning comes early. Damn that cat. Sweet gardening dreams.
April 22, 2014 - Easter Sunday
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