Friday, 23 January 2015

24th January - rattlesnake envenomisation - loss of fingertips

Saturday 24th January 2015

Pete and Toby have matching amputations…


Coincidence?  Must be!!  Pete lost his in a farm accident, maybe twenty years ago.  His finger got stuck between some portable gates and it was all very unpleasant.  Toby’s loss was much more dramatic, to a Tasmanian at least.  He lost his finger to – a rattlesnake bite!

His grandmother killed a rattlesnake which had been eating the chickens on her ranch.  She handed it over to Toby, quite dead but not, unfortunately, beheaded…. Not one to let a good rattlesnake go to waste, Toby set to work skinning and filleting it.  But he forgot about the head, and the fangs, and he jammed one of the fangs right into his finger.  By the time a friend had driven him (FAST!) to the hospital his whole arm was swollen, and his finger felt as if someone was banging it with a heavy hammer, every five seconds or so.  NOT fun!  The doctors used all of the antivenin in Albuquerque and he loved to tell the tale, but lost the top of his finger.  Apparently, says Toby, 98% of rattlesnake envenomisations (his work; he is a paramedic and should know!) occur postmortem.  Live rattlesnakes won’t waste their valuable venom on something as big as a human, they will just strike and bite as a warning, without emptying their poison sacs.



Yesterday I bought a new simcard and phone top-up from my local shop.  There are not many Muslims in Coron, but this shop is Muslim owned and run, by an exceedingly friendly brother and sister combo.  My veiled friend was thrilled to see me back in town and was very cross that I hadn’t rung her from the airport – she would have picked us up!  In her van!  For a BIG discount!

Rosei an Toby in sunset glow

Toby and Pete have gone into town, to get tickets for Toby and Rosie on the 2Go ferry to Manila for tomorrow, and to borrow some extra diving equipment.  We will maybe do two, or even three, dives today, close by.  Of course I don’t want to go…I NEVER want to go diving.  But…as soon as I am down there, with my fishy friends, I am rapt and thrilled and full of enthusiasm.


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