So it’s been close to two weeks since Neoma got her noggin’ ripped open. We stitched it shut, and as of the last update in this post here , she had been threatening to scratch the stitches out.
Well, she did. The night she removed the first stitch, we cleaned the wound up really well, softened the scab, and drained the fluids from the mess, but sometime in the night she went to town itching her scalp and ripped all the stitches and all the scab off. Granted, we tied the stitches in a way so that if they were snagged and pulled, the knots would come loose rather than pull on her skin.
So it was time for the CONE OF SHAME. A 1 gallon garden planter pot with a few alterations did the trick nicely! This kept her from scratching at her face so the wound could recover from her mid-night itch-fest. The wound wasn’t in bad shape, thankfully- the skin had firmly reattached where it was supposed to be and it was re-scabbing over again nicely. We dowsed the wound in pure apple cider vinegar several times a day to keep bacteria at bay.
Neoma wore the cone for a few days… and then we brought home two packages of new bees… and set them in the greenhouse with us until the cold snap warmed back up so we could install them… As you can probably guess, Neoma tried to investigate the bees, scooped up a few in her cone, and they stung her right on the wound! Poor girly! That night her noggin’ looked terrible. The stung side of the wound was massive and puffy, and the swelling totally pulled apart her scab. The whole wound was bright red, swollen, and juicing profusely. And it bothered poor Neoma to no end! We kept the cone on her for another 2 or 3 days. As the bee sting(s) abated, the wound returned to “normal”, made excellent improvement in healing, and stopped itching her. So we granted her noggin-freedom and tossed the cone of shame.
Now, two weeks since the incident, her wound is looking wonderful. It’s tightly sealed shut with no sign of infection. While it juiced and wept to an acceptable degree, considering the nature of the laceration and the contamination it had, at no point did the wound become infected, pink, or hot. I expect that in another two weeks it will be naught but a scar and a goofy haircut. Good job healing, Neoma! All is as it should be now.