All your well wishes are being answered. So far, so good. It doesn't look like an infection has set in the bite puncture. We are still monitoring it as it is so close to the eye. But I'm liking what I'm seeing. No swelling. No extraordinary redness.
The dog handler called me at work.
I spoke with the pediatricians office at home.
Spoke with the head of the Children's Services at the Libary.
This event has motivated a lot of people to make changes in the program. I seriously hope that Gus the dog will not be "decommissioned" as he is generally a well mannered and patient animal. The circumstances that preceeded the incident were unusual and unexpected.
There's only supposed to be a one to one ratio - dog:child. When a dog didn't show, instead of disappointing a child, they thought they'd double them up.
Well, no one took into account the fact that first graders, especially ones that have no experience with animals, don't understand that their version of 'playing' was actually teasing. Also, their energy levels are higher when they feed off of each other and get goofy.
After six kids in two hours, poor Gus had had enough and he "Woofed" his complaint. Tragically, my little one was at the wrong place/wrong time and a woof made with an open mouth (which is LARGE on a Sheperd) exposed a tooth in direct contact with my son whose face was angled low in place for the point of impact.
That's as near as we can figure. So many are concerned, are caring and proactive in this situation. I am very pleased with how its being handled.
On a good note, my little guy, after hearing us talk about what 'might have happened' last night, must have thought about it because he came to me this morning.
"Mom, I'm kind of feeling sorry for Gus."
I'm like... awwwww. This is a good thing as it means he's not only calmed down, but he's on the way to forgiving the dog. So MY fear of him being terrorized by dogs for the rest of his life has a good chance of not happening. AND he did not have any nightmares last night.
So, hopefully that fills in all of you who have shown such support and voiced caring words on my blog. Thank you!!
ON A LIGHTER NOTE:
As a trucker stops for a red light, a blonde catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door. The trucker lowers the window, and she says "Hi, my name is Heather and you are losing some of your load." The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street.
When the truck stops for another red light, the girl catches up again. She jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the door. Again, the trucker lowers the window. As if they've never spoken, the blonde says brightly, "Hi my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!" Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street.
At the third red light, the same thing happens again. All out of breath, the blonde gets out of her car, runs up, knocks on the truck door. The trucker rolls down the window. Again she says "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!" When the light turns green the trucker revs up and races to the next light.
When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the blonde. He knocks on her window, and after she lowers it, he says...
"Hi, my name is Kevin, it's winter in Ohio and I'm driving the SALT TRUCK!!!!
Have a Great Night!! And thanks for stopping by!