[serious pity post]
Yes, pain. As in, actual pain. Not the pretty French Pain - not at all. This is going to be an enormously whiney post. But mercifully short, I assure you. Because of the pain. In my right index finger. Most inconvenient.
See, this is what happened. Ywette had to go to the vet this morning, for some bloodworks. I chatted happily with the assistant, yes, Ywette was a delight and no, of course she didn't need a sedative and no, absolutely not, why would I need protective gloves?
See what a cute little bundle of fur she is?
Long story short, I ended up with two holes in my finger, numerous bleeding scratches, and Ywette got a sedative. Let me just tell you how much it hurts. Aiiiowwwweeeeyaaaahh! About that much. And I feel like such a wuss. Just a little bite? Why does it huuuuuurt so much?
I spent the rest of the day getting a tetanus shot and seeing a doc for antibiotics. I'm planning to spend the evening on the couch, with a pint of my second favorite Häagen-Dazs. (Strawberries & Cream - plain Strawberry is my favorite but it's not sold in Sweden any more.)