I got my first battle wound at the clinic on Sunday. I was helping restrain an Akita and she whipped her head around and latched onto my arm.
Good thing I was wearing a thick hoodie, because if I hadn't her teeth would have sunk in a helluva lot deeper.
The end result was a giant bubble bruise, Deep scratches and a gaping hole on my forearm that required stitches.
Needless to say, I cant lift anything with my right arm and typing anything hurts like a bitch.
I still love what I do and can't wait for med school. Does that make me crazy? Oh well, I'd sooner settle for crazy than an unsatisfied life full of disappointment,
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