I haven’t had to see a doctor for anything more than a check-up since I was 12 and had the flu; but this morning, I was bitten by a bat. I have never once in the 13 years that I have lived here, seen a bat any closer to my house than flying over it at night. I’ve never had one on my porch, in my attic, or even in the trees so I cannot imagine why this one ended up in my front yard today. What I do know, is that I am not very happy about this.
So here’s what happened: it was about 6:30 am and I was getting ready to take my daughter to early morning choir practice. Of course it was too early to put on tennis shoes so I had slipped on some $2 Walmart flip flops to go out and start the car. Walking across the lawn, I suddenly stepped on something soft, I quickly retracted my foot and turned on my phone’s flashlight. I couldn’t quite tell what it was so I lightly turned it over with my foot. That’s when it happened. The nasty little thing reached out and bit my toe. I yelled out in pain, shook my foot free, and drove myself to the hospital – don’t worry I dropped my daughter off at school on the way.
Now here I am, sitting in a hospital bed waiting for test results that I don’t know if I want to see. The chances are definitely slim of me having rabies, but I’m getting treatments any way. I’ve called a professional to go and find the bat. It may sound impossible but it flew into the tree in my front yard after I shook it free, so hopefully it isn’t too hard. I would like to have the bat tested also. I’m still in disbelief that this all happened, I mean how many people do you know that can say they were bitten by a bat? If nothing else, it makes for a good story.