A long and over due update is needed.
I am also aware of other things i need to blog about in order to preserve it in my memory for future reference.
Anyway...
Thursday 1st of April - April fools day!
I got up, had a shower& i went off to Claire's for a lovely day of crafty loveliness okay, no i didn't..let me fill you in.
Before i went into the shower what normally happens when i come out of the bathroom, didn't happen...
My little dog chip is normally waiting outside for me, with a toy - every single time - without fail.
So i was worried when he wasn't there, it was around 8:30am so i looked in my mums room and she said he was under the duvet with her.
I lifted the duvet up to check on him, he panicked...he ran forward towards me, he flew straight at my face.
Top set of teeth in my nose, bottom set on my lip.
He didn't even lock him jaw because he flew towards me that fast that when he realised it was me and not someone coming to hurt him, he instantly let go. Which is the reason i still have a nose!
He jumped off the bed and went straight to his little bed - he new he had done wrong.
There was blood everywhere, i told my mum not to panic so she tried to stay calm - as calm as you can be when all you can see is blood and you don't no if your daughter is about to loose there nose!
She got a towel to stop the bleeding and my legs buckled through shock.
I fell on to the bed so i got dressed with one hand and hurried down the stairs.
At the time, we were not sure what had happened, all we could see was blood, we didn't even no if i had a lip left. it was a panic but knowing what i no now, we shouldn't have been so worried.
We spotted the neighbour across the road and asked her if she could drive me to the hospital. When we arrived my mum told them what had happened and within seconds the took me to the side room, gave me a cloth to put on it and tried to asses weather the blood was coming out of my nose, as in from the back of my nose or weather it was all just from the cut.
I was then taken into another room were i was told my worse fear.
I had to have a needle. I did what i always do when i hear that.
refuse. scream. cry. and refuse some more.
After calming down and realising if i don't i could end up with lockjaw or other nasty dog related diseases i had my tetanus jab. It was painful, in my thigh and i cried into my dads arms the whole time.
a doctor even came in to check nothing had happened to me as i was screaming that much,
I hate doctors,hospitals,needles etc. Iv had to many bad things happen to me in them places, iv been in and out of hospital since i was 3 and i just panic!
After being told that they don't normally put any stitches of bandages over dog bites, but mine was so deep i needed one, i came round to the fact that the lovely man had now got to clean it and put things all over my already messed up, horrid, dog chewed face.
He was nice and other than the moment he pulled dried blood off to fast and i nearly need him in the balls...it was fine.
I was sent away after one last drama, i had to take 6 tablets a day.
I really should inform people or my reasons for being such a baby in hospitals, which i will one day. But i don't have a very big whole at the bag of my throat so tablets are hard to swallow.
after letting Claire and various other family members no, i went home.
Claire left me a voice message saying if i were playing an April fool joke on her, then she was not happy LOL, i wish i was.
i felt sorry for myself and couldn't bare that i could have a scar.
i couldn't wet it and 6 days later, that was getting to me so i did take the bandages off and have a shower, it was fine and had healed well, still a big scar though.
i was told at the hospital to go to the doctors to have the bandage removed and i had booked an appointment but once is had that shower, i canceled it.
Its healing well now but still a bit swollen.
my lips okay now though.
People ask me if I'm getting rid of chip.
NO.
it was MY fault, he was scared, i caught him off guard and he didn't no i was coming, as soon as he new it was me, he let go, he felt guilty about it for days and wouldn't stop licking my hands and trying to say sorry to me.
Hes been passed around from pillow to post, through no fault of his own for the past 3 years. He is settled here and if i forgive him, that's all that matters.
he honestly didn't mean to do it.
I am also aware of other things i need to blog about in order to preserve it in my memory for future reference.
Anyway...
Thursday 1st of April - April fools day!
I got up, had a shower
Before i went into the shower what normally happens when i come out of the bathroom, didn't happen...
My little dog chip is normally waiting outside for me, with a toy - every single time - without fail.
So i was worried when he wasn't there, it was around 8:30am so i looked in my mums room and she said he was under the duvet with her.
I lifted the duvet up to check on him, he panicked...he ran forward towards me, he flew straight at my face.
Top set of teeth in my nose, bottom set on my lip.
He didn't even lock him jaw because he flew towards me that fast that when he realised it was me and not someone coming to hurt him, he instantly let go. Which is the reason i still have a nose!
He jumped off the bed and went straight to his little bed - he new he had done wrong.
There was blood everywhere, i told my mum not to panic so she tried to stay calm - as calm as you can be when all you can see is blood and you don't no if your daughter is about to loose there nose!
She got a towel to stop the bleeding and my legs buckled through shock.
I fell on to the bed so i got dressed with one hand and hurried down the stairs.
At the time, we were not sure what had happened, all we could see was blood, we didn't even no if i had a lip left. it was a panic but knowing what i no now, we shouldn't have been so worried.
We spotted the neighbour across the road and asked her if she could drive me to the hospital. When we arrived my mum told them what had happened and within seconds the took me to the side room, gave me a cloth to put on it and tried to asses weather the blood was coming out of my nose, as in from the back of my nose or weather it was all just from the cut.
I was then taken into another room were i was told my worse fear.
I had to have a needle. I did what i always do when i hear that.
refuse. scream. cry. and refuse some more.
After calming down and realising if i don't i could end up with lockjaw or other nasty dog related diseases i had my tetanus jab. It was painful, in my thigh and i cried into my dads arms the whole time.
a doctor even came in to check nothing had happened to me as i was screaming that much,
I hate doctors,hospitals,needles etc. Iv had to many bad things happen to me in them places, iv been in and out of hospital since i was 3 and i just panic!
After being told that they don't normally put any stitches of bandages over dog bites, but mine was so deep i needed one, i came round to the fact that the lovely man had now got to clean it and put things all over my already messed up, horrid, dog chewed face.
He was nice and other than the moment he pulled dried blood off to fast and i nearly need him in the balls...it was fine.
I was sent away after one last drama, i had to take 6 tablets a day.
I really should inform people or my reasons for being such a baby in hospitals, which i will one day. But i don't have a very big whole at the bag of my throat so tablets are hard to swallow.
after letting Claire and various other family members no, i went home.
Claire left me a voice message saying if i were playing an April fool joke on her, then she was not happy LOL, i wish i was.
i felt sorry for myself and couldn't bare that i could have a scar.
i couldn't wet it and 6 days later, that was getting to me so i did take the bandages off and have a shower, it was fine and had healed well, still a big scar though.
i was told at the hospital to go to the doctors to have the bandage removed and i had booked an appointment but once is had that shower, i canceled it.
Its healing well now but still a bit swollen.
my lips okay now though.
People ask me if I'm getting rid of chip.
NO.
it was MY fault, he was scared, i caught him off guard and he didn't no i was coming, as soon as he new it was me, he let go, he felt guilty about it for days and wouldn't stop licking my hands and trying to say sorry to me.
Hes been passed around from pillow to post, through no fault of his own for the past 3 years. He is settled here and if i forgive him, that's all that matters.
he honestly didn't mean to do it.
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