Getting Lanced in Dubrovnik

Good day,

First off, the medical care here in Dubrovnik is top notch. Not only that but the nurse was from your favorite late night flick looking like the evil beautiful boss lady from a James Bond movie wearing a short skirt. I just went out for dinner but now sit here with bandages that have already started bleeding through.

Long story short, I got bitten by something and I have no clue what it was. The bite was on my left thigh and I’ve been ignoring it as I typically do for at least a week. A few days ago it looked ready to erupt and I welcomed a fountain of infection all over my leg.

Last few days it has been getting worse and this weird color of blood has been oozing every once in a while. Went to a pharmacy today to get some antibacterial spray and they suggested the good doctor. Thing is, living on a small island in the Caribbean; I’ve had all sorts of weird bites and whatnot and just toughed them out, apparently this was different.

So I go out to dinner with my mother, which was lovely and while strolling along Gruz Harbor on the way home we saw a medical sign so we stopped in. The idea was to see if it was alright and should swelling not go down have the doctor see it tomorrow afternoon. Turns out they close at 4pm but were open for an emergency so I said I’ll come back like any gent would. They asked what was wrong, I showed them and said “The surgeon will see you momentarily, please have a seat”.

I sit down and moments later I’m inside this operating room of sorts with a gorgeous nurse tall enough to be a forward in the NBA. The doctor was a sturdy man who probably would have been a berserker should he have found himself in medieval times. He gave it a look and said you need to get that lanced. He asked if I was a tough guy to which I nodded in agreement.

He put this needle into the wound and puss started to shoot out; this was the local anesthetic. Following that he took out a razor blade and cut in about a quarter inch or so and more puss and dark dirty looking blood oozed from my leg. That was weird but things got strange when he put these blunt scissors in to open up the wound. All this was a bit much to take but I’m a tough guy and compared to a compound frontal lobe fracture; walk in the park.

So then he drenched some gauze with iodine and stuffed it into the open wound, applied several more layers and taped it up. Following that, the lovely nurse gave me the largest antibiotic injection I think I’ve ever seen in my arm and they told me to come back the next morning. It sorta felt like I was in Requiem for a Dream and he explained to put lots of towels down as I may bleed through the night but won’t die.

I have an appointment tomorrow morning at 9am, I think I can postpone to 10am but think asking for Friday would be best yet? Said it should all be ok but there is the chance that it won’t be and I need to go under and they really cut it open as the puss must get out. This was a really weird experience which started with a casual stroll to a favorite restaurant with my mother.

Your takeaway, have medical insurance and don’t fear the doctor.

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