What A Day

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Yesterday just about killed me, and I wasn't even supposed to work because Tuesdays are my normal day off. The day started off fine, for about the first 5 minutes. Then all hell broke loose.

Here is a breakdown of the craziness that ensued (I also realize that being a veterinarian will help in your understanding of this, but I'll do my best).

1. A 9 month old Lab came in to be neutered. We had never seen this puppy, and thankfully the owner decided for the bloodwork. First, his heartworm test came up positive (which is almost unheard of in a dog this age). Second, and worst of all, his kidneys are having issues, and by issues I mean he could die.

2. A 1.5 year old tom cat that can't urinate. Very bad. Sore, sore kitty. Thankfully, he had been seen by the emergency clinic and already had a urinary catheter in him, so that he can urinate. This one isn't sooooo bad, but mainly just added to the madness.

3. A full appointment schedule. I was running like a chicken with its head cut off trying to see all the puppies, kitties, and such. Not bad, just busy. In the meantime, I'm trying to get a hold of the Lab's owner to talk about the seriousness of the situation. I mean, he brings his dog to be neutered, and now he finds out that he has heartworms (which will cost about $450 to treat), and his kidneys are in rough shape (possibly life threatening).

4. This one was the straw that broke the camels back (and no I don't mean Cameltoes). A 6 year old pitt bull bitch was pregnant. She had a stillborn puppy the day before at 5 PM, and stopped her contractions. They brought her to me around 10:15, so for those of you out there keeping score, DON'T WAIT THAT LONG TO BRING YOUR PREGNANT BITCH TO THE VETERINARIAN.

I end up having to perform a c-section on her. Fine, right? Come on, this is DD talking. In attempting to get the uterus out, my technician says to me, "Dr. DD, what is that?" I look down and say, "It's not good." The puppy had broken through the uterus. Danger Will Robinson, danger.

Normally, this would be just bad, as the uterine contents pour into the abdominal cavity. Here's the problem. The 2 puppies remaining, were rotting. That's right, they were dead. So all of that nasty, nasty fluid poured into the bitches belly.

An hour and a half later, I finished cleaning her up. As of now, she's doing fine, but we will have to see if she can fight the infection in her belly. The gift that keeps on giving.

Keep on keepin' on.