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Editor’s Note: This account of Lee Bird’s ordeal after being bitten by a copperhead was written by his wife, Diana.
At about 6:15 p.m. on August 2, Lee was bitten once or twice by a copperhead snake on the left little finger as he bent over to pull a weed at a flower bed by the shop attached to our car bays. He put his hand into a bowl of cold water and I called the rescue squad, which came from Washington in about 10 or 15 minutes.
By this time, I had seen the snake and when Christopher (Bird) arrived with the rescue squad, he found and killed the snake in the rock wall bordering the flower bed. It went with Lee to Fauquier Hospital in Warrenton. I chose that hospital, in part, because it would take Lee nearer the District of Columbia in the event he might need to be transferred to a larger hospital.
In Warrenton, Dr. Maybach administered antibiotic, an analgesic, and antivenom by about 9 p.m. By 10:30, Lee’s hand and arm were swollen to the elbow. By the next day, swelling had progressed to his shoulder and stopped. The swelling was great but began to subside by Sunday and fever disappeared. He was discharged from the hospital on Monday. His little finger seemed unaffected by the bite.
Tuesday afternoon Lee had a fever and felt bad. Dr. Martin came to see
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