Cat Scratch Fever, baby!!
Seriously, last night while I was watching So You Think You Can Dance with my mother, it suddenly dawned on me that my hand had been hurting for like the past thirty minutes or so. I sort of just shrugged it off--since the biting-incident had happened that morning and I figured it was bound to hurt eventually. It didn't really dawn on me to think that it should not have taken 12 hours for the pain to kick in. Duh.--and I iced it before bed to bring down the swelling.
Cut to today...I get ready for work all the while feeling a dull throbbing pain in my hand. I took the dogs out and then clapped my hands to get their attention when they were done and immediately thought, "Ouch! That hurts!" Even though I obviously clapped my palms together it radiated to the pain in the top of my hand. I looked down at what was now a reddened, inflamed and hot circle of skin surrounding one of the puncture points. Hmmmm...interesting. So I iced it and again once I was at work. Surprisingly, the swelling did not go down nor did the redness fade. Even after popping some Advil.
I started to joke around with coworkers about my Cat Scratch Fever to which most, if not all, looked down at my hand, winced and said "Oooh, you better keep an eye on that. It doesn't look good." Since I've never been bitten by a cat before (I mean, bitten hard enough to pierce skin...I've only had that happen once with a dog) I didn't really think much of it...but then I hopped online and realized JUST HOW MUCH BACTERIA a cat can "inject" into you with their long pointed teeth. And considering I'm trying to make a baby, random dirty-kitty-cat-mouth-bacteria floating around in my body so generously donated by Bailey is probably not a good thing! I ran to the Walk-In Clinic today at lunch and got a prescription for Amoxcyllin from the very sweet little man doctor (little was the operative word...I towered over this guy) and even though I felt totally silly for going to the doctor for a freakin' CAT bite he reassured me that it was the right, smart thing to do considering three weeks down the road I could start showing symptoms from an infection. So I'm gonna start popping my antibiotics tonight and banish my Cat Scratch Fever, baby!
Anyway, in other news, I know I only touched upon this two posts ago, but my company was purchased by a large corporation this week. As of Monday, life at my work will change as we know it (and as some have known it for the last 28 years). I think it's fair to say that some people are worried about their jobs and on a lesser front worried about how day to day life here will change. I was a little scared at first, I admit, but since then I feel like I've come to a dawning realization. While I've had my issues working here, this company as a whole has been super supportive and often times very comforting. I am not necessarily scared of leaving (or staying for that matter)--it's more the idea itself of change that scares me. If my path is not meant to continue on here, I know this will just be a stepping stone in the journey that is my crazy life. I accept that. I cherish the experiences I've had, the people I've met along the way, the incredible evolvement (is that a word? I think I just made up a word.) of ME as a person. And I will forever be thankful for that. Life is full of changes. We can only take what we can from them, and continue on to the next phase.