Only today, 48 hours away from one of the most terrible days of my life, I can put hand on the keyboard to write about what happened to us.
Anna was savaged by a dog that bit her repeatedly on the forearm, thigh, stomach and groin, before it pulled away Vanda.
It 'been a while, there was no warning, the dog had given no sign of imbalance, no threatening attitude, no growling or teeth bared, nothing that would indicate what would happen.
Anna stretched out his hand to open a coconut half, maybe the dog saw her, maybe for him it was food, the fact is that something is tripped and a second later the air was full of desperate cries of Anna, and my, while I rushed with his bare hands into the dog savaged my little girl to the ground, his head full only NO NO NO.
Only after taking her away, safe in my arms, and he saw that his throat and face were intact, the blood that stained my shoulder came from the bite on the forearm and that no stain of blood spreading out Anna on pink swimsuit, only then I began to think again, trying to regain control of the nerves to sing the soothing lullaby that all mothers have always known "is not no love, it's nothing, it's all past, do not be afraid, do not cry love."
For me, at that point it was time for action, not despair. There were many things to do: to disinfect wounds, to decide whether to adopt and which antibiotic prophylaxis, whether to make a dressing open or occluded, find out if rabies is endemic in this area, if and where to get the vaccine and possibly how long We had to administer it effectively.
Many thanks to my friend Elizabeth for the efficient and exhaustive supply of information which I provided rapidly in all confirmed also by the medical center Narganà to where we immediately direct the bow and where we arrived after 3 hours of navigation.
The rabies vaccine is administered solely as a result of direct rat bite or bat, the dog rabies in the area of \u200b\u200bPanama is not much less in the archipelago of San Blas.
Two days away from happening, the swelling on the forearm of Anna is almost gone, the wounds of bites are beautiful and there are no signs of infection. Will not any visible sign, to prevent the invisible ones are already working to prevent terror burrow tried to hatch inside of her to jump out at night to paint the black of his dreams.
As for me, post traumatic shock did not miss his appointment Late: after releasing the tears in the arms of Alex, enclosed in our bunk after an endless day, and after the torture of if, and but, and I could have and should have, 48 hours from happening I can not yet to shake the image of my child under the dog and from what could have happened.
And at night I can not sleep well, I'm anxious dreams where thieves and assassins sneak into the house and threaten me to death, or lose air, I have no documents or money, and I do not know where they are and not who I am and I feel fear and loss.
I hope that the next few days, here in the beautiful anchorage of Coco Bandera, where we landed in the meantime, bring me some 'peace and serenity.
A hug to my family and friends and friends who love us, Anna is fine, nothing happened and this is irreparable, the important thing, and I will take up as usual.
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