So on Sunday night, I noticed that my mom's shihtzus had such overgrown nails that they were probably two weeks from growing into their paw pads. I trimmed bubba's nails first and he was absolutely perfect. Then onto meeko. He did great for his first three feet. Onto his front right foot. Was able to get three nails done and he fucking snapped. I'm not talking a little nibble or a growl. I'm talking full on tried to eat me. To the point of the meat of my hand hanging out of it. That deep. So I went to the doctor. Had to call out of work. Missed a 7 hour shift. May have to call in tomorrow and miss a 5.5 hour shift. My hand hurts. So much. It's ridiculous. I'm on antibiotics. Having to take Advil like constantly. It has to be elevated or else it just throbs. Even then, it often throbs. I struggle putting my hair up, putting clothes on and my left hand is nearly useless right now. Ugh. And my mom seemed frustrated about having to take me to the walk in clinic. I'm just annoyed. I don't want to miss work. I don't want to be in pain. I didn't choose to be attacked.
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