December 31, 1995..... noon
My sister and I ran an errand for my parents to buy ingredients for the New Year's dinner. As good kids, we obeyed. I remember my sister and bickering about having to walk or to ride going to the market. Since she was the older sister, she won the argument... so we walked. While walking, we saw this ugly dog, and I mean ugly {a bit of scaly} and without a collar. So we avoided the dog because we don't want to be bitten by it.
Ouch...hey... that's my butt you mutt!
To my surprise, I suddenly felt pain in the left cheek of my butt. And alas, as I turned around, I saw that dog walking away. So I felt the my blood drained because I realized I was bitten by that mangy mutt! My sister then looked at my butt and confirmed that it was bleeding! Oh no... the day before New Year and I'm in pain! So my sister and I decided to look for the owner of the dog. We followed the dog into a house.
That's not my dog...
So we knocked on the door. We were greeted by a middle aged woman and asked us what we need. We told her what happened and she immediately denied that it was her dog! Huh, but the dog went to her house! Grr.... She told us that the dog that bit me was a stray and sometimes trespasses her backyard. Hm... but she offered to clean my wound....
After cleaning my wound, we went to the market to buy the ingredients... and when we came home my dad was furious because we took so long. When we told him what happened, he got even mad. But not at me but at my sister because she was supposed to take care of me. But it was not her fault really. So okay, partly its hers because she insisted on walking. So my dad immediately took me to the hospital.
Its just a wound...
When we arrived at the hospital and the family physician got a look at it, he told us that the saliva was in my shorts and not in the wound. He told us that I was fortunate because I was wearing very thick shorts... and the rabies didn't enter my body. Thank goodness for that because I don't want to have 7 shots of anti rabies before New Year. So he told us to just clean the wound everyday for the next 10 days. Hmm....
Okay, so I was in pain, I can't sit down so I'm always either standing or faced down when sleeping. Ouch... Hmm... and to top it all of, my other sister, was singing this song "kagat ng aso" which means Bite of the Dog and laughing... heheheh :D Actually I found it funny!
What a way to celebrate my New Years!
Cheers!



