I worked ICU this evening at the veterinary referral hospital that I work for and it was really rough. It's a very large, nice hospital and I've never covered the evening criticare reception position. I had six emergencies in two hours - ranging from a very sweet kitty hit by a car, a year old female golden retriever who had managed to undo all of her spay stitches to an a crazy (cute) little Yorkshire terrier with a cracked toe.
The cat, Bagheera, belonged to a young 14 year old girl. He was so amazing that after he got hit by the car he somehow found the strength to crawl into a gutter to hide - he also crawled out of that gutter to his owners repeated calls. It's times like these when I'm not sure why cats are so resilient. He was so far gone and treatment was going to consist of three surgeries and cost over $7,000, so they decided to euthanize. It really sucked to look at that young girls tear streaked face, being just as strong as she could be. So I'm sending my love out to little Bagheera.. and Rachel too. . . Meanwhile, I'm squeezing my own little babies tight. . . trying to find some kind of understanding in a shower of salty tears.
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“purple does something strange to me” -charles bukowski
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