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I taught at a jail for years and one of the prisoners got bitten by a cat outside. He came to class maybe a day later and reached over to sign in and not only was his finger swollen to twice its size, but there was a red streak running from the bite up his arm. I dragged him up to the front and told the sergeant that we had to get him to the hospital ASAP! He said,"Naww, we'll take him maybe tomorrow."
So I had a temper tantrum right there (I NEVER have temper tantrums) and called the director at home and somehow got him to come get the guy and take him to the hospital. The prisoner had to stay for 3 days of IVs.
When I hear "cat bite", I flash back to seeing that horrible wound with blood poisoning. And the good news is that when he got back, he actually studied hard to get those last 2 points to pass his GED--he hadn't exactly been a committed student until then. God bless him.
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