Telling a doctor how my family member tried to catch a bat by spraying a fire extinguisher

So last week a bat appeared at a relative's house. In trying to catch it, my older brother decided to try to tame it by spraying a fire extinguisher on it. It didn't work and left dust everywhere and caused everyone to cough. We caught the bat the next day and it tested negative for rabies. (We tested it since it was out while some of us were sleeping with the door open).

An older relative who was at the house has cancer and was home during this bat ordeal. Over the weekend they had trouble breathing so we had to take them to the ER. They are admitted to the hospital for pneumonia and potentially pneumonitis (inflammation of the lung tissue). Today the pulmonologist was there and talking to this relative trying to understand when the symptoms started and if it maybe related to the cancer meds. I go "so we had a bat in the house and one of us decided to spray a fire extinguisher at it." He looks shocked and kind of laughs. But then he said it probably wasn't related since the inflammation would be at the top of the lung and it is at the bottom. He probably thinks our family is crazy now... I didn't even reveal who it was who did this even though he was in the hospital room.

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