Veterinary Crazy
Last week I had a cow dystocia, donkey dystocia, horse with upper airway noise, goose that was attacked by swans. By the Oregon Vet Conference on Friday, I was very sore in the muscles from pulling on feti that didn't want to be pulled. It was a good soreness.
I attended the OVC with my friend VB, and was educated about small animal emergencies, better cattle handling, and puberty in bulls. I got to reconnect with a few old homies from vet school -- though there weren't nearly as many there as I thought there'd be. Got to visit my bro that weekend, too, and attend the Hopewell Mennonite Church Bible conference. It was: go to OVC during the day on Fri, drive to church at night, back to OVC on Sat, back to church that night, then church all day Sunday. Not much rest time and I was already ill, but it was all worth it.
This week I was feeling unlegitimate (I know that's not a word, but illegit. has implied meanings) as a vet because I hadn't done any cesarean sections as a veterinarian. I was feeling this particularly on Tuesday... and ended up doing a C-section on a 13 yr Jacob sheep ewe with twins. They were all alive at the end of the procedure, in spite of the ewe's incredible old age.
Wednesday I took a much appreciated breather, listening to "Ramona Quimby Age 8" (book on tape from the library) while I crocheted. Sadly, the second tape had the tape part severed and it wouldn't play. And the tape didn't have screws to get inside it, so I couldn't fix it by gluing the tape back on the reel.
And LAST night. Whew! I wasn't even on call for the Greater Roseburg Vet Emerg Service and I was here until 10 pm. We were doing a blood transfusion on one dog, and surgery on another. The surgery was to repair a hernia caused by a dog fight, and it was very large. In some ways it felt like stitching hamburger, but I feel like the final repair was quite stable. A very cute dog -- I hope it does well.
Remains to be seen what the weekend holds.
I attended the OVC with my friend VB, and was educated about small animal emergencies, better cattle handling, and puberty in bulls. I got to reconnect with a few old homies from vet school -- though there weren't nearly as many there as I thought there'd be. Got to visit my bro that weekend, too, and attend the Hopewell Mennonite Church Bible conference. It was: go to OVC during the day on Fri, drive to church at night, back to OVC on Sat, back to church that night, then church all day Sunday. Not much rest time and I was already ill, but it was all worth it.
This week I was feeling unlegitimate (I know that's not a word, but illegit. has implied meanings) as a vet because I hadn't done any cesarean sections as a veterinarian. I was feeling this particularly on Tuesday... and ended up doing a C-section on a 13 yr Jacob sheep ewe with twins. They were all alive at the end of the procedure, in spite of the ewe's incredible old age.
Wednesday I took a much appreciated breather, listening to "Ramona Quimby Age 8" (book on tape from the library) while I crocheted. Sadly, the second tape had the tape part severed and it wouldn't play. And the tape didn't have screws to get inside it, so I couldn't fix it by gluing the tape back on the reel.
And LAST night. Whew! I wasn't even on call for the Greater Roseburg Vet Emerg Service and I was here until 10 pm. We were doing a blood transfusion on one dog, and surgery on another. The surgery was to repair a hernia caused by a dog fight, and it was very large. In some ways it felt like stitching hamburger, but I feel like the final repair was quite stable. A very cute dog -- I hope it does well.
Remains to be seen what the weekend holds.
posted by Claire at 18:44
3 Comments:
I was at the exotics soft tissue surgery talks on Saturday but despite lots of wandering during the breaks (and looking!) I didn't see you :/
Boo, that's too bad!!! I wanted to see you, even thought about calling to see if I could stay at your house Friday night. However, my friend VB ended up deciding to go Saturday so I ended up not needing a place to stay in Corvallis. Yes, this is very sad and I will call you one of these days (yes, I will make it true, I just have to find your number :) -- which shouldn't be too hard, especially since I just found it in my phone -- and also need to recover a bit from the last two days which were emotionally draining for the new young? vet).
First I would like to apologize to Dr V for stalking her today out of a desire to find an email so I could be lazy and avoid the phone. My talents at locating info online brought me here.
Second, I believe this was my dog Arnold that she was giving a blood transfusion too on this night...obviously Nina is not my real name...a transfusion was given by my other Dog Grizz - a very large, very hairy beast of sweetheart of a dog.
Dr. V was very compassionate and understanding as well as informative and honest as she attempted to save Arnold's life over the course of several days.
He didn't make it, but his chances were slim to none when we first brought him to her - so low were his chances that most pet owners would have had him put down right then...she gave us the straight deal on his chances allowing us to properly say good bye while never giving up hope and doing all that could have been done for him.
Dr. V is my vet now, and will be my first call in any situation for all of my animals. Anyone looking for a vet that will treat your pets with the tenderness and compassion that you would...should definitely give her a call.
And by the way...she accurately diagnosed Arnold from a short physical before any blood tests confirmed her diagnosis. She Rocks!
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