Monday, 27 May 2013

Things what do bite.

Written yesterday at about 8pm


So today I got bitten again by a child. The first time happened before Christmas and was when a child didn't want to go downstairs and when I tried to carry her, she bit me. It was quite hard and my arm swelled up and went a little blue and hard but it was fine after a week or so. This time was tonight-about 30 minutes ago! One of the most difficult children was refusing to go to bed, usually this wouldn't have been such a big deal but she was trying to go into the boys bathroom then took to hiding in the boys bedrooms under their beds (bathrooms and bedrooms are stricktly off limits to the opposite sex). When we finally got her out from under a bed, she ran straight to the girls bathrooms and barricaded herself into one of the cubicles. The other child-care worker had mentioned to me that technically we aren't allowed to physically restrain the children unless we've been through the training for it-which I haven't. But this CCW told me to sit on the floor of the bathroom with the girl and hold her there at least until we had the other children in bed. I held her as lightly as I could, only tightening my grip when she struggled. I was holding her wrists in each hand and I had one leg draped over her legs to stop her trying to kick me. She was spitting on me and occasionally biting me but not with much conviction, just testing the water I think to see if I would let go. All of a sudden she grabbed my hand with her mouth and chomped down hard. Some of these kids get unnaturally strong when they're angry and boy was she biting hard. She pulled my skin with her teeth until my skin broke and I started bleeding.

Now broken skin from a bite means one horrible, horrible thing...I have to go to the doctors tomorrow :'( I'm fairly certain the child doesn't have HIV or Hepatitis (it is remarkably difficult-near impossible to catch HIV from a bite though), I still have to go just to make sure it's OK. I also have to write a report.

The best bit was when the other girls saw it, they kept asking me if I cried and when I said no, one of them asked if I cried in my head! One of them then kissed my watch to make me feel better. It's a pity the girl that bit me had covered the watch with spit and I was on my way to clean it off!

This is what it looks like today/now :)



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