Pain thresholds

I'll never have a baby, and short of passing a kidney stone the size of a ripe melon, will be operating under a different understanding of pain. That being said, this morning had a "teachable moment" as they say.

Walter found a chicken bone on the street and started munching. Bone shards can get caught in his throught, or otherwise muck with his system. For the most part he's been fine when I "go in manually" to retrieve something he shouldn't be eating. He gets a bit jealous but has never really bitten my hand.


Even today, he was just chomping down on a bone when my finger just happened to get in the way. No malice behind it. Still, he managed to bite clear through my fingernail, down by the cuticle. Didn't bleed much, but imediate first thought was, "this is how scientists measure a person's resistance to pain, pressure on the fingernail, and He just bit right into it. Ow"

Second thought was along the lines of "breath through it. Find a happy place. Don't focus on the pain." It helped somewhat, but it's much easier to plan on handling pain than it is to actually do it. Until Walter bites on my fingers for 8 hours straight every 5 minutes Corrie will herein after own the title of "the tough one".