Another moment at the clinic.
So I went to the doctor after lunch and reception shift.
First in line for consultation and went in.
Me:"I have an infected wound for around a week or so."
Doc:"That's serious, what's the cause?"
Me:"My dog clawed me by accident." -Shows the wound
Doc:"A big dog?"
Me:"Nah, a small naughty Jack terrier mix breed." -Shows picture (points up, yea, that's Gizmo aka Momo)
Doc compares both arms of mine:"Good thing yours is not very serious, its already healing. The (Me:"Abscess?"), ya, the abscess is not present and you just need your last step."
Me:"I broke it and squeezed out everything and slap lots of antiseptic and change the plaster everyday after shower. Until last night I realized there were blotch patches, I squeezed until only blood comes out and decided to see you for the last step. Antibiotic. I can't just get them from pharmacy >.<"
Doc w/ a very surprised pause:"Yup, you can't. It's a controlled drug." You did yourself good and handled it well. FYI you must complete your antibiotic."
Me:"By the way, what were those blotch patches? It moves around when I tried to squeeze them out but to no avail."
Doc:"Those are the infection which were healed while you were sleeping."
Oh....
*pause*
Speechless ._.
