| Friday, July 25th, 2008 |
lonita
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3:01a |
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vet_tech
[ pukana_la ]
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1:56a |
OMG what a draining night.
One of the first clients of the night was Deaf. Ok, this is no biggie. Plenty of Deaf people come in. They either: bring an interpreter, write notes back and forth, or are able to read lips and speak. Unfortunately, this person had no interpreter, was not big on lip reading, and was, unfortunately, barely literate. The dog the owner was presenting to us had two newborn babies so we were guessing it could be a possible dystocia. I wrote out a list of questions for the owner to answer, but the answers I got back made no sense at all. I can't even begin to replicate here how incoherent my "conversation" with this owner was. I might as well have been trying to talk directly to the dog. I went back to the doctor and told her what I was able to glean from my conversation--that there were 3 pups born, first litter, that the male dog was also a small dog, and that the patient was also itchy. I'm serious, that was the best I could do, the rest was practically gibberish. The doc got very mad at me and sent me back in to get more info. I came back with nothing and I tried SO fucking hard to make the vet understand that the owner just DIDN'T UNDERSTAND and was not giving me understandable information. I showed her the scrawled, incomprehensible info the owner had written but the vet was totally distracted and didn't really look at it. Finally with a big huff she stormed into the room. After about 10 minutes or so she came back out and I wanted to dance with spiteful glee when I saw that she was utterly confused. In response to one of the vet's questions the owner had written "plastica pussy." Now you fucking tell me what that means. You can't? What kind of moron techs are you???
The vet broke down and told me, "OK, you win." She basically had to just examine the dog and try to figure out why the owner was presenting the dog for herself. When a physical exam didn't reveal anything unusual and an x-ray was negative for puppies, we sent the dog home. But boy did I want to kill the vet.
The last case of my night was the typical chihuahua from hell. EVIL incarnate. I had it in a doggie burrito but it was very squirmy and tiny and he was able to slip out of my burrito. He then went to bite my hand and in the process, almost went over the edge of the table. The doc blocked his fall with the side of her body while I re-burritoed him. "DO NOT LET THIS DOG FALL ON THE FLOOR!" the vet shouted at me. "I am not letting the dog do anything but I am also not going to let the dog bite the crap out of me either!" I shouted back. I am sorry but this really gets to me--vets who think it my job to get bitten. No, sorry, no way--I do my best to restrain an animal but if it turns into a situation where it is my safety or the animals, I pick MY safety first!! Another doc intervened and took the dog from me. Between trying to examine the dog and get an e-collar on it the two vets struggled with the dog for a good 15 minutes and the dog got in a few good bites to the vet that was restraining. The vet was lucky the dog's bites were fairly ineffective and didn't break skin. I personally choose not to take that chance. Then the dog did manage to get away from them and run across the treatment area. Not a hint of an apology for that case.
I am so glad I have the next two days off. |
vet_tech
[ ladybiggs ]
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1:34a |
Community Outreach: Findlay, Ohio I need to ask from the users of this community for your voice and your support. I learned of an absolute nightmare that had been living in my (now former, moved last month) home town of Findlay, Ohio. A nightmare so ghastly that I would be surprised if animal cruelty charges aren't filed. ( A dog, a dog lover, and an undeserving end )(I'm writing this in the aftermath of a very long day, so forgive me if things are a bit out of sorts. I will be posting links to any news articles or public documents on this subject matter as they come available.) |
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| Thursday, July 24th, 2008 |
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10:21p |
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10:13p |
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apod
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4:56a |
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[ surgingshark ]
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12:39a |
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