OK, I am for reals pissed right now. Remember yesterday's post, when I was all, "ooh, my pets are my FAVORITE?!" Fuck that shit.
I love my pets.
We have this one cat, she's a total bitch. I do not exaggerate or say that out of meanness. She is a jerk. Initially. Until you get on her good side. We got her off the street as a stray when C and I started dating. She hated me and loved C. Eventually she's learned to tolerate me.
My mother in law? Not so much. No one can quite figure out exactly what she has against her, but any time my mother in law comes over this cat freaks the hell out. And my mother in law is awesome! And a cat person!
So she came over today so I could run some errands E-free, and of course this cat starts in with her shit-ass attitude. She swiped at E as she nastily perched on the train table, so I picked her up to put her downstairs.
And then she bit the EVERLOVING SHIT out of my left index finger.
That's not to say my entire left hand and part of my arm aren't scratched up. But she really clamped down on my knuckle. (Damn, that hurt. I cannot overstate this fact.) But I cleaned it, put on a bandaid and went on my way.
Cut to this afternoon and I can't bend my left index finger, it's puffy and red, and hurts like a mofo.
I called my OB, they said since she's a housecat it should be fine, just keep the punctures clean. But then I called my GP and I have to go in and may have to have an ANTIBIOTIC.
As though I have nothing else to worry about right now. Totally not stressful, this is.
As I shake my head, because what else can I do, I wonder, WHAT THE FUCK?