Thanks for the information Dawn!
I think I'll be okay with gore and blood and bodily fluids. With Dean and his intestinal issues I've had to clean up a lot of diarrhea. And with my previous cat she got an abscess and there was pus and I had to clean it up and get her to the vet. But those were my animals and sometimes it's different when it's someone else's. So I'm torn, I want to give this a shot because I think it's something I could do well and would be interesting. On the other hand I don't know exactly how I'll deal with blood and gore and all of that.
Glad Darby's appointment went well.
The good thing about the tooth stuff is that it meant that all the other stuff - exam, blood work, vaccinations - could be done while she was out. I was planning to do it soon, but not today since it's ton to do all at once. But the new vet happened to be having a $100 off dental work special for the month of June so yay!
And really it needed done sooner than later. The one they extracted had been broken before I got her, but I didn't realize how badly. They said it was clearly a traumatic injury.
I feel guilty I didn't do it before, but OTOH I don't think she'd have handled it as well.
Oh, and the vet thinks she's older than we thought - maybe 5 or 6 instead of 3 or 4. Which makes some sense, really, but it's all guesswork.
The new tenant is bringing three dogs. So I have to find somewhere to stash my cats Thursday night. Fuck this, I think I'm going to bed. Done for the night.
Cass, how was your experience working at vets? Did you like it, do you have any advice?
There were some things I didn't expect. Someone brought their dog in for a spay and she was
full-term pregnant.
And they did it. People who brought in puppy after puppy with parvo. Heartbreaking times when people lost pets they did care about too. Plus the expected in blood, guts, gore and gross. Mostly dogs and cats and the occasional run out for horses.
Then I worked for a vet that did house calls. Which was ... any animal. And people treating exotic animals like possessions they didn't really care about but possessions that were valuable so they would pay for upkeep.
There was the gore, sickness and necropsy bits in vet work that was expected. Dealing with the people was less expected.
Oh, and snakes. Apparently even if they are dead. But that's my phobia.
Oops, mighta overdone it today. Spent the day picking up trash by the side of the freeway for work-group highway adoption, then helped friends paint their house (preliminary scraping and sealing, the real painting will be tomorrow) then went to a long walk to the library and back, then tackled the back yard with the push mower. Very sore. And there's a point on my back that periodically feels like it's been splattered with hot oil and burning. But it's not. It's fine, just feels like burning. Sure hope that goes away soon!
Oh dear erin, that back pain sounds worrisome. Hope it feels better tomorrow.
I hope it goes away too.
I messed up my back tonight, probably by slouching. I am trying to stretch and Advil it out. It's the stupidest sore back ever. It's not even hurting when I am sitting on the couch. It was when I was picking up the house that I noticed it. Really? My back should not encourage me to be slothful. I need no encouragement in this direction.
smonster, you're welcome to stash your cats in my spare bedroom Thursday night. Leifur might get a bit miffed, but he'll get over it.
