Healing

My index finger is feeling less pain, less swollen, and becoming bendable. I can even get to type with that finger now. Well, not a lot but it's getting better. Yippie. I am waiting for Scott to contact me to pick him up from work. Probably at midnight. Which is an hour from now.

I was relief that working with dogs today are not too bad. There are only four large dogs. One already had a bath on the day I was send home, and it was just a groom. One white medium dog was a bath and brush, which got me slightly puzzled because it acted rather weird. Three of those dogs are to be groomed. The last dog came in at three and attacks the blower, so it took a while for her to be dried. Then by the time I'm all done with the dogs (and the clean-up) I left work at 6:30pm with a paycheck and $18 tip. I used that tip for gas. It went from almost empty to almost full. Not bad for $18. -smile-

It's hard to believe that Thanksgiving is coming so soon already! And I believe it's quite unusual to have nice clear weather lately, where I kept expecting snow storm coming any minute. Hmmm.

Index Finger

A little follow up about my wounded finger:
My finger is still swollen, feeling warmer than my hand. I got the wrapping off couple hours ago. It feels better to have it off because it needs to breath. My finger is still throbbing and sensitive. I know that I can take pain-pills for it, but there's only two left in the bottle. So, I'm saving it for work. Beside, I slept almost all day, which was nice. I got oil-blessing by two priesthood holders in the evening. It was nice to the blessing and the Lord simply said that it will heal nicely as long as I take good care of it.
I'm nervous about returning to work this week because I do not know how I can be able to handle it: unable to use the index finger much, ya'know. Though, luckily the injured are on my left hand so it shouldn't be too bad as long as I take plenty of pain-killer pills. Hmmm.
>>I do have a photo of my finger ripped open before stitched up and if you wanted to take a look at it, please let me know and I can email it to you<<


HAPPY THANKSGIVING YA'LL!
Plan for Thanksgiving Day: Scott and I will be leaving our dogs at home, where Lynette can take babysit them. We will in turn babysit her dog while she work 11-hr shift on Black Friday. We're planning to go to Logan, where Scott's sister lives and the family will be there. I am very excited to hang out with Scott's family again. It seems like a short while ago, that I was with his family last year in Arizona, this time married not engaged. I love his family!

Bitten By A Dog

I arrived to work at 12:30ish and started working on the 1st dog which is a small poodle mix. On the file paper said to be careful with the sore eye. I decided to give him a shave before the bath since it's very matted. I opened the cage and pat his head. Then I reach into take him, but he bit my left index finger quite hard. My finger felt beaten up, red and throbbing. I exam my finger and there's a small break skin which I think is no biggie.

I sighed and remind myself that some dogs are just odd fear bitter when it comes to taking them out of cage. If you try take him out of cage by hand you'll get bitten. If you slip on the leach/rope on the neck and lead him out and pick him up, he's harmless. I did just that and took him to the table. I sat on the chair and shave him up. I was going to adjust him, as in to turn him around, by lifting his chest/neck and move him, but he snapped at my hand. He grab my index and middle finger with his teeth.

I have been bitten many times before which rarely breaks the skin or hurts bad enough. But this kind of bite was not a bite, it was more like trying to chew my finger off! It took me a moment to finally freed my hand from his jaws. I was bleeding rapidly. I grabbed the paper towel and grab a hold on my finger. I got Cayla's attention that I'm bleeding. I started pacing around, trying to hold my hand up to slow down the bleeding. My body was in shock. I was like trying to breath deeply and trying to calm down. Then I sat back down on the chair. The large 1st aid box was set and open on the table. The guy whom I do not know start to tend my finger. Then I felt myself becoming pale and I became really light-headed. I tried to recovery by leaning forward over my legs, but it does not work. When the guy finish tending my finger, I lie down on the floor. I felt better, but my body was still in shock.

Cayla told me that she called the owner to come over to help get the muzzle on and she'll do the grooming and take care of few of my dogs, and I can go ahead go home. When I believe I'm okay enough to drive home, I left work. By the time I drove on I-15 highway for a while, the shock subside and the pain appeared. It made me preferred to be shock than to feel the pain. It was bearable, but unpleasant.

I arrived home and greeted Scott and DJ by showing them my injured hand. There's a trail of blood down my palm that was not washed off at work. I told them what happened. I took the bloody band aid off to wash the wound. It somehow got me in shock again. Scott and I pour the alcohol over the dog bite three times, then put on the clean new band aid. Lynette came over and tried hard not to gross out over my wound tale. But I asked if I needed to have stitches. Lynette who seem to have more experiences on wounds (she's a farmer) took a look and encouraged me to get it stitched up. We expressed concerned about budget, no medical insurance.

Lynette looked up online for free clinics in the area. Scott, DJ and I went out to try the one in Provo. But it turned out to be the wrong one. The gal gave us a card that listed the three clinic that can take care of those types of injures. There's one in Orem. We went over there.

We got in after 7:30ish. I filled out the papers and the waiting was only a few minutes. After quick questioning and check up, the Doctor who is red-headed and very nice took me to the other room. (Scott stayed with me the whole time.) I was very nervous, feeling like it'll be my first time getting stitches. It wasn't till later I realized I already had stitches before: my "wound" on my belly. Anyways, the doctor got my hand and finger clean up a bit then gave me two numb shots.

I told Scott that I like to have some distraction during the shot, so he did his best to do that by asking me math question. (I talked a mile when I'm nervous, so I couldn't help but saying whatever I feel or thinking.) When the 1st needle goes in, it oddly felt good. I was like talking outloud about how good it feels, feels so nice. Then I started laughing. The doctor poke in the second needle which this time doesn't feel quite as nice. I was like talking quickly about how it feels like the needle was going THROUGH my hand. Then I laugh again, just laughing at myself, feeling silly. When the two needles got out, I calmed down.

The finger began to swell slowly and started to feel like it's dying, numbed up. I had to poke that finger a few times because of curiosity and it felt so weird and stiff. While a few minutes of waiting, the nurse cleaned up my finger some more by squirting water on my wound. Then finally the doctor returned and sat down with the tools ready.

The doctor picked up the cloth that's soak with special soap. He dabbed my wound and look at him questioningly. I was like I don't feel a thing. He scrub up my wound quite deeply which caused it be bleeding. Scott was like, "why is he doing that? Trying to rip up your skin." I assured him that he's just doing some deep cleaning. Then finally, the doctor got the "sewing" tools ready.

At 1st I didn't want to watch it, tried to pay attention to Scott, but for some reason it wasn't helping. So I end up talking to the Doctor who asked me how long I work as a dog groomer and if I've been bit before, etc. I was surprised to see that it only takes two stitches, not three or four. Because my finger felt very dead or felt like it's not part of me, I can manage watching him stitching up the second knot and I can exam my finger closely. When it's all done, I asked the doctor if I can work next day since I have four dogs scheduled. He gave me a doctor note, asking me to have day off. He told me to keep my finger clean and dry for 7 days. The nurse wrapped up my finger with interesting bandages, which I am to leave it on for one day. I also got a prescription for the pills to prevent infection.

I went up front the desk to pay but the lady let me pass. Scott and DJ and I went to Walgreen to pick up the pills. Then we returned home. Scott and I changed the clothes into something nice and went to Olive Garden for "late" 4th month of marriage. It was nice to eat and relax there.

I am ready to go to sleep and I get some rest. Good Night. Hope you enjoyed my eventful moment from work. (Yes, I typed pretty good without my left index finger.)

All Week?

I just found out that Mindi got the other job and can only work on Saturdays. Therefore it means that I can work from Monday to Friday. However, I decided to have Thursday off because I noticed lately that I do not get any dogs on Thursdays which is strange. But hey, it means more money! Perhaps more than $840 a month... Allow me to do the math... (Remember it varies.)

• $35 = 1 dog
• $140 = 4 dogs/day
• $560 = 4 days/week
• $2,240 = a month
• $1,008 = 55% commission

I would get around $1,000 a month! As long as I get dogs that is...

Run Away

I put the dogs outside through the kitchen window. We set up "fence" in our small yard so that way we do not have to go outside with them. I guess there's a gap in the backyard fence that they went through and escaped. When they eventually returned, Yoda was covered in poop, which stinks so bad. I had to grab him and toss him to into shower. I changed my clothes that I can get wet in and scrubbed him deeply. It was unbelievable. UGH.

New News About My Work

I have been told or hearing that there will be some change in Dirty Johnson's Dog Wash. Mindi, the groomer, are going to move out of Utah at the end of December, more or less. Mindi worked at Dog Wash for 5 years. She'll be watching over me to make sure I can meet her costumers' standards or expectations, so she can recommended them to me while she prepare herself to no longer be part of Dog Wash.

However, we met a gal who's a groomer for 11 years. We didn't catch her name, though. She may be taking over Mindi's place. We shall see. I think she's going to have a "test" this coming Wednesday.

With the cleaning maid out of the way, I may be working extra day. As far as I know, I'll be working on Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, if there's dogs ready for me to groom.

With possibly of having Scott with me to work every Saturday, Tres White, the boss, are planning to have him included into his workshop. He started cleaning out the tubs and doing the laundry and filling up shampoo-bottles today. The business is indeed becoming busier.

That's all for now of the News from my work.

Budget

Speaking of money...

Scott and I had fun using the Excel program on the computer into budget chart or plan. I do not think I can be able to paste some Excel view onto this Blog. Anyhow, from what we've calculated so far, Scott will have about $1,000 a month and I will have about $840 a month. Since Scott's job is basic on per hour, mine is basic on commission, so my income varies.

My work now pays me 55% commission, since I've been working there for over three months. The $860 a month is basic on $35 per dog on 4 dogs per day on 3 times a week with 55% commission. However, if I found a second job where I can work for 24 hours per week for $8 per hour, I can earn around $768 a month, not including tax removal. Adding up the doggie and second job, I would make over $1,000 a month.

But then again, my doggie work paycheck amount varies. I may have 3 or 5 dogs some days, or some dogs cost $40 to $45 instead of $30 or $35. I can earn from $650 to $1,500, more or less, a month.

Slow Days...

My doggie work schedule will be on every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. Unfortunately, my work does not have much dogs scheduled for me lately. I did not get to work on Saturday. I found out recently that I do not have dogs to do tomorrow, either. Poor gal said that not one person came in today. We supposed it must be the rain that kept them inside. If my doggie work is not working very well so far, I shall start searching for a second job...

On the bright side, today is the first day of work for Scott. I will be picking him up at 11 pm. I'm currently relaxing in Provo Library since it's closer to where he works. Though the library closes at 9 pm.... With Scott's job, he should be able to bring home $1,000 a month.

Odd Furball

I've been working for a full week at Dirty Johnson's Dog Wash, except for Tuesday when it was closed. And not to mention the cleaning maid in the morning on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Wednesday was the busiest or longest day of work. I worked from 8 am till 7 pm. Surprisingly, I wasn't exhausted at all.

Scott came to work with me everyday as well except for Monday, when he had to go run some errands, doing some job searches that is. It was nice to have Scott helping out with washing the dogs and some cleaning. While things are done or slow, he would use the internet at Blue Star Cafe to apply more jobs online or staying at work watching 24 on the laptop.

I have got interesting dogs coming in lately. A bichon missing a left-front leg. A small black poodle missing an eye. A senior yorkie missing all of the teeth. What's next...

Cleaning Maid - No More

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I was in the middle of working on the laundry when a lady appeared saying that she's doing the cleaning around the house. I texted Alisha asking her if she knows about that lady. She forgotten to tell me that both of us no longer working around their house. They couldn't afford us anymore and this lady owes them money.
Rather than being dismayed, I accept it gladly, though I'll miss working there. I was quite relief because I wasn't so sure how I can make it, climbing up the hill in a car through the snow during winter season. And it gives me more time availablity to work at Dirty Johnson Dog Wash. I left a note saying that I enjoyed working around the house and wished them Happy Thanksgiving and Christmas then left.

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