I was bitten by a saint bernard last march. (Sorry for the post of selfies!)

In the car on the way to get stitches. I left a puddle of blood the size of my head behind on their carpet.

Barely missed my eye and jugular. He grabbed hold and shook. One of the scariest things to ever happen to me.

This was the picture i sent my boss to let him know i would not be in to work the next day.

**edit just to tell the story: i did not provoke him. I had already been drinking downtown for my moms birthday and that same night my brother was throwing a party at his house for his birthday. He has roomates. And one of those roomates has two saint bernards. I was incited to the party via a facebook event but didnt think i was going to go until drunk mom wants to say hi to her son on the way home from the bars. We stopped by and only planned to be there for about 10 minutes. We were let in by my brother and i immediately told him me and mom were hammered. My boyfriend asked if the dog on the couch was friendly, we were told yes. And we all greeted him and gave him pets. I then sat on the floor as there was no couch seating and i am lazy. The dog proceded to stand up and start walking around the room which seemed pretty normal. But my brothers girlfriend said he was getting nervous and that they should put his harness on. They grabbed his harness and leash which seemed to not please him too much. Once they got it all on him they continued with the converaation they were having while the dog was standing a little ways behind me and to my left. I dont remember why i turned. But i turned to my left to look at somethi g and he lunged. He grabbed hold and shook hard. My brother had to punch him in the face to get him off.
From my understanding my brother and his girlfriend moved into this house with the knowlege that they would look after the dogs while the owner is away. (Hes a truck driver so goes away for long periods of time) after about a month of living there they were told the dogs have "nervous tendencies" which is why the one was put away, Because he showed his nervousness more. But obviously they both should have been put away. **

In the car on the way to get stitches. I left a puddle of blood the size of my head behind on their carpet.

Gross bandaid is gross. I left it on way too long because i was scared to take it off

Soooo puffy this is 3 days post bite.

All that greasy shit is ointment.

Awe yea. I look way tougher than i am. 5 days and counting. This was in the morning.

Starting to heal. This was about 1 week post bite. I noticed it swelled up during the night and then slowly deflated during the day.

Initially the red in my eye wasnt there. It showed up like a week in.

Getting better...

Nice color palette in the bruising.

I took my stitches out myself. The hardest part was the two in my neck. Couldnt see them... Took alot of effort.

Theres my new butthole....

Two weeks post bite.

And then three weeks post bite. Had a runway show not long after. It healed up pretty nice. Theres a little scarring but most people dont notice when i have makeup on. It still gets kind of sensitive and when i push on it it gives me a weird sensation behind my eyeball. Like cold liquid being squirted in there... Yummy.