Thanks for the wishes and vibes..
That cat body was a good idea in principle, but there are problems. the sewn on leg stumps are too small in diameter, and the seams of them are pretty big, protrude inward and unlike the legs are not flexible at all. Unfortunatly that pressed on the wound. I cut all the seems across several times to make that rings stretchy, and made a cut to make the opening bigger. Fits now rabbit legs without putting on pressure. I removed some fabric in the rear and between the legs so the pee and poo can get out, which didn't work too well.
Also, I now put it on inside out so that the rather bulky seams are on the outside where they can't hurt.
Canibalized my cars first aid kit for sterile wound dressing (looks like I wont need it too soon anyway), washed her with cammille tea, slathered everything with Mirfulan. put on the sterile pad and her fancy dress, seems to work. Without it she would instantly start licking.
Of course she gets pain relief, that's the first thing I do when something is amiss.
Me, dang, I read up a little on my condition and it isn't as trivial as I thought, not just taking pills for a week. Seems, even if that balance organ starts up again - what I've read chances are 80-90% - it will start from zero, has to learn all the balancing stuff again. But if I ever get where I was after training that little thing for 53 years is not guranteed. I'm lucky that I do not get motion sickness, or this could have been way worse at the start.
Began taking the pills, had the bad idea to read the leaflets in the packages and decided after the first one that this is a bad idea and just took the pills. I don't need to know stuff I can't weight properly and that doesn't help me now anyway.
One day you hop from stone to stone across the brook like a goat, a scythe in one hand, some branches in the other and 15kg of forage on your back, climb trees swinging the chainsaw - the next day you are one of those goats that keel over like a block of wood when scared and that surefootedness is a fading memory

. Dang. I really hope that get's well enough soon.
Talked to my sister today, she had never told me that when she had an MRT after a car accident she was told that she had two tumors in her head - inactive ones that never caused, or will ever cause problems, I really would prefer not to hear any such findings unrelated to the problem at hand, my platter is full.
The first docter, the one my colleaugs brought me to, referred me to two specialists, the one for ears and head stuff I went to, the other is a psychiatrist. I reckon in that unfamiliar situation I had a little emotional breakdown and let my mask slip, she didn't put a date on the referral so I can think that one over.