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When someone says something that's probably true but I don't want to hear it . . . 😳

When she told me that she didn't want to give up, I felt like I was being shamed for wanting euthanasia. Like I was trying to give up on my dog, and that it wasn't my place to decide anything about her care because I was an employee and not a client. That's what it felt like to me, no matter what her actual reasons or intentions were.

What you felt was 100% legit, and I have no doubt it was "the right time" for you and your pet. And I'm sorry for what you experienced. Thank you for not interpreting my post as an attack.
 
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I find this really impressive/interesting/not sure what word to use. I've worked in 2 SA clinics over the span of 10 years and can't say I've ever seen a vet euthanize their own pet (maybe there has been a time or two and I don't remember). Was this something you did by choice? Were you just okay with doing it? No disrespect here at all--I'm genuinely curious about how you were "able" to do it. I had to leave the treatment room when my own kitten got microchipped at work--of course, I've never seen treatment nor euthanasia of my own pets from the DVM perspective, so I don't actually know what I would or wouldn't do as a vet myself. I'm sure it just depends on the individual and how they feel about it.
I euthanized my boyfriends dog. Certainly not the same as doing it for my own pet, but I did truly love that dog. He asked me to do it though and I'm glad I was able to do it for him (with assistance from a licensed vet of course). I could see there being situations where I would want to be the one doing it and other times that I would prefer someone else did it while I focused on my pet. There definitely is no right or wrong way as long as the animal doesn't suffer.
 
I find this really impressive/interesting/not sure what word to use. I've worked in 2 SA clinics over the span of 10 years and can't say I've ever seen a vet euthanize their own pet (maybe there has been a time or two and I don't remember). Was this something you did by choice? Were you just okay with doing it? No disrespect here at all--I'm genuinely curious about how you were "able" to do it. I had to leave the treatment room when my own kitten got microchipped at work--of course, I've never seen treatment nor euthanasia of my own pets from the DVM perspective, so I don't actually know what I would or wouldn't do as a vet myself. I'm sure it just depends on the individual and how they feel about it.

I euthanized my own dog. It was a bad situation, we had taken her off of a propofol CRI after 4 hours and she went back into active seizuring right after we turned it down so I made the decision, and they asked if I wanted to push it even though I had previously said I didn't, and I'm kind of glad that I did honestly. It just felt right at the time. It wasn't me being forced - there were 2 other DVMs (the neurologist I worked for and a rotating intern who was helping with her case) right there.

Perhaps what made it easier is that she already had a catheter in and was already pretty heavily sedated from the metric ton of anti-epileptic drugs and sedatives that she was on. So I felt like it's really all I had left to do, and she wasn't really conscious of it anyway.
 
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I'm hoping tomorrow night I don't mess up swallowing my prednisone again. Nothing will get your gag reflex going like the bitter awfulness of that damn pill sticking to the back of your tongue.
 
Thanks for the kind words, everyone. It's been a tough ~8 months. I'd feel better if I had an actual diagnosis not just a strong suspicion of brain tumor based on progressive neuro and behavior signs, but advanced imaging isn't in the cards financially. He's definitely not the dog he was a year or two ago, and even though he's fat and shiny on the outside, something bad is going on on the inside 🙁
 
Came home from school today to find one of the buildings in my apartment complex on fire. 😱 Thankfully it was a good distance away from my building and no one was hurt, but I feel so bad for everyone who lost their apartment. It was really bad, it took about four hours for the firefighters to put it out (it didn't help that today was really windy), and at least the roof/top floor of the building is completely destroyed. No word on what caused it yet.
 
Came home from school today to find one of the buildings in my apartment complex on fire. 😱 Thankfully it was a good distance away from my building and no one was hurt, but I feel so bad for everyone who lost their apartment. It was really bad, it took about four hours for the firefighters to put it out (it didn't help that today was really windy), and at least the roof/top floor of the building is completely destroyed. No word on what caused it yet.
Are you me? The apartment complex next to the hospital that I'm rotating at, at the moment, caught on fire over the weekend. Apparently their emergency department had to be evacuated.
 
Are you me? The apartment complex next to the hospital that I'm rotating at, at the moment, caught on fire over the weekend. Apparently their emergency department had to be evacuated.
Scary! I hope everyone's okay there too.
 
Feeling very sick, didn't get much sleep, annoying cat woke me up, running late, didn't get to print out the stuff I needed for lab, and as soon as I walk out onto the sidewalk and walk past where I've had my car parked for over a week, I notice that behind me, some freaking butthole managed to somehow miraculously cram their giant SUV in between my car and another one when there was only space for a small car. Its front bumper was touching my back bumper, and its back bumper was touching the bumper of the car behind it. I honestly have no idea how they managed to get that boat in there. They absolutely had to have gone INTO my damn bumper to get it parked. Of course I had to just keep walking and get to class.

Now it's parked in front of me with more room, and there's another car in the spot where it was. And there's a big old patch of paint missing from my bumper. Jersey plates. I knew it. :rage:
 
Feeling very sick, didn't get much sleep, annoying cat woke me up, running late, didn't get to print out the stuff I needed for lab, and as soon as I walk out onto the sidewalk and walk past where I've had my car parked for over a week, I notice that behind me, some freaking butthole managed to somehow miraculously cram their giant SUV in between my car and another one when there was only space for a small car. Its front bumper was touching my back bumper, and its back bumper was touching the bumper of the car behind it. I honestly have no idea how they managed to get that boat in there. They absolutely had to have gone INTO my damn bumper to get it parked. Of course I had to just keep walking and get to class.

Now it's parked in front of me with more room, and there's another car in the spot where it was. And there's a big old patch of paint missing from my bumper. Jersey plates. I knew it. :rage:
Call the police and report it, you know who did it. Your paint is likely on his bumper too.
 
Call the police and report it, you know who did it. Your paint is likely on his bumper too.

My brain is so muddled that I didn't really think of this. It seemed too insignificant to report. And of course they're gone now.
 
I've been having problems (okay, my entire class has) with getting grades from our fourth year posted... or even knowing what they are at all. I started my fourth year in June and I still don't have a single grade returned. Now, I went to look at entering my GPA into VIRMP and having my transcripts mailed off and I discovered that most of my class (including me) doesn't even have a single third year grade finalized and they're still all "in progress" on transcripts. I'd really like if the internships I'm applying to could see how I did for third year and at least part of fourth year...
 
Feeling very sick, didn't get much sleep, annoying cat woke me up, running late, didn't get to print out the stuff I needed for lab, and as soon as I walk out onto the sidewalk and walk past where I've had my car parked for over a week, I notice that behind me, some freaking butthole managed to somehow miraculously cram their giant SUV in between my car and another one when there was only space for a small car. Its front bumper was touching my back bumper, and its back bumper was touching the bumper of the car behind it. I honestly have no idea how they managed to get that boat in there. They absolutely had to have gone INTO my damn bumper to get it parked. Of course I had to just keep walking and get to class.

Now it's parked in front of me with more room, and there's another car in the spot where it was. And there's a big old patch of paint missing from my bumper. Jersey plates. I knew it. :rage:
Call the police and report it, you know who did it. Your paint is likely on his bumper too.
This. I don't stand for that ****. My cars are my babies.

The idea of street parking just makes me want to scream. I at least need a driveway. Parking in parking lots is bad enough...
 
super mild and irrelevent rant but.... why is the high 91 today... like come on, it's almost halloween.... grr. Thought leaving Florida would solve this problem haha
 
super mild and irrelevent rant but.... why is the high 91 today... like come on, it's almost halloween.... grr. Thought leaving Florida would solve this problem haha

Here too. It's rather annoying when on Monday it was drizzling with a high of 70. Now 90, dry, and windy
 
Came home from school today to find one of the buildings in my apartment complex on fire. 😱 Thankfully it was a good distance away from my building and no one was hurt, but I feel so bad for everyone who lost their apartment. It was really bad, it took about four hours for the firefighters to put it out (it didn't help that today was really windy), and at least the roof/top floor of the building is completely destroyed. No word on what caused it yet.
This was one of my biggest fears living in an apartment complex. Glad no one was hurt, but how awful.
 
My car Hagrid has been slowly leaking coolant for a while and because we're basically on hospice care with him (and I've been unemployed and poor) I've been ignoring it and just topping him off regularly.

Well. Poor dude overheated on the way home from work today. I pulled over, gave him a while to cool down.... and managed to still sputter really ****ing hot antifreeze on my left hand and thigh and get a good bit in my mouth. (On that note, I have no idea how animals get ethylene glycol toxicity... stuff does not take good).

Gave more time, jaywalked across some terrifying traffic for more coolant and water, and bolused him a ridiculous amount. It worked, and he made it home perfectly OK, but yay mechanic time. And yay getting home at 9PM. And yay blistering burns. Just awesome.

:lame:
 
i really wish i had planned to stay through friday instead of thursday now. bah. at least i had the sense (thanks mentor) to leave thursday instead of wednesday, that would have been a total disaster. but i'm still not ready to leave regardless 🙁
 
My car Hagrid has been slowly leaking coolant for a while and because we're basically on hospice care with him (and I've been unemployed and poor) I've been ignoring it and just topping him off regularly.

Well. Poor dude overheated on the way home from work today. I pulled over, gave him a while to cool down.... and managed to still sputter really ****ing hot antifreeze on my left hand and thigh and get a good bit in my mouth. (On that note, I have no idea how animals get ethylene glycol toxicity... stuff does not take good).

Gave more time, jaywalked across some terrifying traffic for more coolant and water, and bolused him a ridiculous amount. It worked, and he made it home perfectly OK, but yay mechanic time. And yay getting home at 9PM. And yay blistering burns. Just awesome.

:lame:
Ugh. I've been driving my husband's Ethyl (or was it Mertyl?) around while he uses the SUV with the kids. She has been complaining for awhile, and has few functional systems, but we think her brakes might have imploded and it sounds like her legs are going to fall off.

I wanted to get another cow, but I think we are going to have to triage the old lady vehicle instead and decide whether to retire her and come home with a slightly younger old lady.
 
When one candidate during the prez debate says a billion racist things and the country thinks it's okay 🙁
 
Several of the streets around my house are still closed to traffic after the flooding on Thanksgiving weekend. This makes my commute to work way more difficult and time consuming. Plus just when I think I have a new route, they start work on something else and block off another section...
 
So the battery isn't accessible on mine but after extensive googling and trying multiple things i finally got it on. Fingers crossed it stays functional

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In the meantime (if you haven't done so already) I would take every important file (relevant to your applications especially) and save them onto something else that you can still access if your tablet crashes again. At least if the thing goes down again you could slum it at a public library or a friend's place or something without having to completely re-write everything.
 
I must say its a huge pet peeve of mine when instructors grossly underestimate how long it will take to do an assignment. At the beginning of class today, we were told by the instructor that it will be a quick assignment this week, and should take two hours if it even takes that long. Then showed us the assignment at the end in which we do our own research project, use algorithms we have never used before, have to cleanse the data extensively and write code to do so, do feature selection, find the best tools to analyze the data, and then write a 3 page research paper at the end. Oh yes, will truly take an hour and a half 🙄
 
I must say its a huge pet peeve of mine when instructors grossly underestimate how long it will take to do an assignment. At the beginning of class today, we were told by the instructor that it will be a quick assignment this week, and should take two hours if it even takes that long. Then showed us the assignment at the end in which we do our own research project, use algorithms we have never used before, have to cleanse the data extensively and write code to do so, do feature selection, find the best tools to analyze the data, and then write a 3 page research paper at the end. Oh yes, will truly take an hour and a half 🙄

Well, if you believe in yourself and think really positive thoughts, and maybe invest in a time machine . . .
 
I was in the kitchen getting ready to fix my dinner and I grabbed a pot that was the appropriate size and depth for what I needed. I put some oil in the pot and turned on the stove. My mom comes over and says "Oh I was going to use that pot." I told her I was sorry, I didn't know, then she asked what kind of oil I put in the pot, I said coconut (coconut curry, makes sense to me to use coconut oil). She got mad and said she didn't want me using coconut oil in that pot, I asked what the difference was using coconut oil vs olive oil, she then said she told me years ago never to use that pot. I grabbed the pot off the stove and said I'll clean it right now, you can use it. I literally can't use a single pot or pan without asking her permission first and describing in detail how I plan to use it. A few weeks ago I got yelled at for cooking beans in the only pot we had big enough to cook the beans in because it will stain the white enamel on the inside. Holy hell, if you use a pot lined with white enamel, it's going to get stained over time, no matter what you cook in it. I honestly have no idea what I'm supposed to do. I'd buy all my own stuff but then she'd complain about where ever I chose to keep it. Now I don't want to cook or eat.
 
Uh, sorry Jil. That sucks.
Are you moving out any time soon?
Nothing definitive yet, but maybe around Christmas time. We're waiting for the place to become available, which should be soon, but I'm worried about being able to afford it. Plus I'm nervous about moving out for the first time ever.
 
How do you know this?? :heckyeah:

I exploded the syringe off a 25g needle during one of my very first euthanasias and Fatal Plus went into my mouth and on my face and on my shirt and everything. Tasted awful but also left a scary numb sensation for hours afterward :laugh:
 
At the end of September I went to an urgent care for breathing issues. Last weekend I went to the ER for breathing issues. This weekend I went to the ER because the pain in my left ribs and chest was making breathing and any activity very difficult. I was diagnosed with pleurisy. While I'm glad all the tests didn't point to a more serious heart or lung issue, I'm not a fan of feeling in the dark about what is going on with my body. At this point I don't know if I have adult onset asthma or some kind of viral infection or something else. I've been calling around all week to find a new primary care doctor but I haven't found any who are accepting my insurance and taking on new patients so it's turning into a frustrating ****ty merry-go-round of ER and urgent care visits when I really just want to communicate with a single doctor and get follow up care and maybe a referral to an allergist or pulmonologist. 🙁
 
I exploded the syringe off a 25g needle during one of my very first euthanasias and Fatal Plus went into my mouth and on my face and on my shirt and everything. Tasted awful but also left a scary numb sensation for hours afterward :laugh:
Oh my god :laugh:
 
I was in the kitchen getting ready to fix my dinner and I grabbed a pot that was the appropriate size and depth for what I needed. I put some oil in the pot and turned on the stove. My mom comes over and says "Oh I was going to use that pot." I told her I was sorry, I didn't know, then she asked what kind of oil I put in the pot, I said coconut (coconut curry, makes sense to me to use coconut oil). She got mad and said she didn't want me using coconut oil in that pot, I asked what the difference was using coconut oil vs olive oil, she then said she told me years ago never to use that pot. I grabbed the pot off the stove and said I'll clean it right now, you can use it. I literally can't use a single pot or pan without asking her permission first and describing in detail how I plan to use it. A few weeks ago I got yelled at for cooking beans in the only pot we had big enough to cook the beans in because it will stain the white enamel on the inside. Holy hell, if you use a pot lined with white enamel, it's going to get stained over time, no matter what you cook in it. I honestly have no idea what I'm supposed to do. I'd buy all my own stuff but then she'd complain about where ever I chose to keep it. Now I don't want to cook or eat.

Sounds just like my mom. I moved out a couple years ago because I transferred schools, so we get along a bit better now. She would ask why I was in the shower, why was I sleeping (at perfectly normal hours, say like 8am)...etc. I don't know what it is about them--is she hinting that she wants you to leave, or has she always been that way? My mom has always been that way, unfortunately! Goes right back to "normal" whenever I visit.
 
At the end of September I went to an urgent care for breathing issues. Last weekend I went to the ER for breathing issues. This weekend I went to the ER because the pain in my left ribs and chest was making breathing and any activity very difficult. I was diagnosed with pleurisy. While I'm glad all the tests didn't point to a more serious heart or lung issue, I'm not a fan of feeling in the dark about what is going on with my body. At this point I don't know if I have adult onset asthma or some kind of viral infection or something else. I've been calling around all week to find a new primary care doctor but I haven't found any who are accepting my insurance and taking on new patients so it's turning into a frustrating ****ty merry-go-round of ER and urgent care visits when I really just want to communicate with a single doctor and get follow up care and maybe a referral to an allergist or pulmonologist. 🙁

I don't know if it's just me, but I feel as though human medicine is in a really sorry state right now. I've had similar experiences far too often, namely at one particular giant group practice--it's like a factory and the quality of care is terrible, to say the least. I have asthma and I know how much breathing problems suck 🙁 -- I'm sorry you have to go through this and I hope it resolves quickly so you can start feeling better!
 
Sounds just like my mom. I moved out a couple years ago because I transferred schools, so we get along a bit better now. She would ask why I was in the shower, why was I sleeping (at perfectly normal hours, say like 8am)...etc. I don't know what it is about them--is she hinting that she wants you to leave, or has she always been that way? My mom has always been that way, unfortunately! Goes right back to "normal" whenever I visit.
She actually likely doesn't want me to leave, at least not yet. We usually get along well, she's just super particular about how things are done in the kitchen.
 
I'm going through an anti-cruelty rotation at my internship right now. It's...really hard. The cases where we can fix the animals and they go on to loving homes are fab and so worth it. But when animals suffer, and we have no leads, and the a******'s likely gonna get away with it...I just can't really deal...RIP sweet kitty 🙁
 
I need to get better shoes or better insoles..... After a 14 hour ICU shift my feet/back/shoulders are killing me from wearing my muck boots (with insoles that normally work but definitely did no good today).
 
I exploded the syringe off a 25g needle during one of my very first euthanasias and Fatal Plus went into my mouth and on my face and on my shirt and everything. Tasted awful but also left a scary numb sensation for hours afterward :laugh:
...you tried to give euthanasia solution through a 25G needle?? Are you nuts?

Also, fun fact Fatal+ is sticky. Really sticky...
 
I'm going through an anti-cruelty rotation at my internship right now. It's...really hard. The cases where we can fix the animals and they go on to loving homes are fab and so worth it. But when animals suffer, and we have no leads, and the a******'s likely gonna get away with it...I just can't really deal...RIP sweet kitty 🙁
I'm really sorry to hear that. 🙁 It's always frustrating when there's not much you can do for an animal (at least from a legal perspective). It's good to know that at the very least you gave those animals care and compassion and their final moments were in the hands of someone who wanted nothing but the best for them. Sometimes certain cases/animals just make your heart hurt.
 
You can dilute it with saline. Or, you know... tap water.
Had the amazing realization a few weeks ago that you didn't have to use sterile saline to give euthasol... Also had a dumb moment where we were doing a euthanasia and I was talking about giving the dog a cookie but I didn't have any food that was "dog-safe." Well...
 
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