I trust the neighbour, and don't blame the cat for being scared and trying to protect herself. She did what she did instinctively. Neighbour is very apologetic and helping where she can...she helped with my dishes, loading and unloading my van, and is taking my garbage out for me tonight.
Nurses at the outpatient centre where I'm getting my injections said they'll reassess my hand tomorrow and decide if the splint can come off. Had it off today for a bit to have a bath and flex the good fingers and within an hour, my index finger killed again, so I put it back on and went the rest of the day pain free.
We had Thanksgiving with my family and my aunt was quiet rude about it. Saw me struggling to get my son's high chair out of my trunk and turned away and went in the house, leaving me to juggle 4 kids, a diaper bag, and a giant high chair. Later on, my daughter asked me for some pop and I said I'd see if someone can help get her some. My aunt overheard and goes, "Really? You can't open a bottle of pop and pour it? If you can't do that, how can you take care of your kids?"
Okay, Aunty P...you get bitten by a cat, get lymphangitis, take two antibiotics, one of them shots in your leg, have your hand in a splint to immobilize it and prevent the infection from spreading and minimize the pain, and face possible surgery within the next week and try and open a damn bottle of pop and see how well you do. My mother and other aunt shut her up pretty quickly though