Hello friends and neighbors out there in veterinary-land! My husband would like to share one of his work-days last week. It was an interesting day-- the kind of day that makes you go "hmmmm...," the kind of day where you think Rod Serling is hiding under your surgery table. I'm sure you've all had them. Here is his:
"Day starts with a dental cleaning on a five-year old cat. Immediately after catheter is placed, said kitty tries to bite veterinary nurse and leaps off table before partaking of pre-anesthesia meds. Kitty then wedges himself behind the 300 pound x-ray table while trying to scratch everyone waving the paw with the catheter, thus spraying blood everywhere like a tiny sprinkler head. Armed with eight towels and vocalizing many colorful metaphors, staff manages to extract this easy-going fella from behind the table.
Next appointment: a man brings in a dog that is usually brought in by his wife. He has absolutely no idea as to why he's brought the dog in or why he's here. Insists that I speak to his wife on his cell phone to find out what's going on. Get on phone, start asking questions to buy a clue. Wife cuts me off every time I try to talk...this goes on for a good 5-10 minutes. Decide to abandon helpful phone consult and just examine the dog instead.
Next appointment: Man brings dog in because dog is limping. Discover that dog has a mass on his leg that I recommend be removed and biopsied. Provide client with an estimate and he leaves. An hour later, receive call from the client saying that he was "extremely unhappy with our service." Call him back...end up talking to his wife instead. Discover that he was not unhappy with service, but angry because we charge an "outrageous amount" for our surgeries-- wondering why the spay of this dog costed less than this procedure would. Not in the mood to explain that spays are a "shopped" item seen as a commodity by the pet-owning public-- and to prevent owners from going to the spay/neuter clinic down the road, we charge less for spays than what they're really worth. Instead choose to educate her about the value of each charge for the medical care of her dog. Wife says she'll talk to husband and call us back.
Next appointment: Client brings in her dog who is experiencing hind leg pain. After exam, recommend injection of Rimadyl™. Client gets extremely upset saying that she expected a shot of cortisone "like her dog always gets." Apologize to client and start digging deeper into medical record. After 10 minutes, discover on the very last page of a 35 page file that the dog once received a shot of cortisone for neck pain 10 years ago at a different veterinary hospital. Spend long time explaining to client that Rimadyl™ is much a better choice for this current problem citing pain relief as well as anti- inflammatory benefits. Client is finally happy and leaves.
Next: Follow-up call with owners of dog with mass on leg-- wife says she wants to schedule dog for surgery. Says she's planning to "buy take-out" for her husband and explain everything...oh goody! The magic of take-out!
Next: Cat with affinity for the x-ray table goes home happy and with clean teeth. Owners brag about "what a sweet, calm, and mild little guy he is." Smile and nod in agreement.
End of day: Go into office to print out client reminder notices...printer cartridge goes ballistic and spews ink all over the office...decide printer is the cat's evil twin."
Would you like to share your last "Twilight Zone" day? We're listening!