Subject's Suck Sometimes

Ah ha, I updated more than once in a week.  ; )  Today was pretty boring.  We removed a tumore from a gerbil.  Price of a gerbil: five dollars... Price of gerbil tumor removal: 300 dollars, watching as the surgery takes less than ten minutes: priceless.  I can see already that I'm going to be butting heads with a few of the girls that work there.  One of them is a vet that almost everyone doesn't like and avoids working with.  Yesterday, one of our vet tech's got a call at work that her brother-in-law had attempted suicide the night before.  He's ok and everything.  Today she was in Chicago with her family and BIL.  While she was away, said vet decided to make fun of the, and I quote, "pyscho."  Some of you, if not all, know that several years ago, my best friend actually commited suicide so joking about it and making fun of someone who attempts it, is not a bright idea around me.  I kept my mouth shut but now I wish I'd have bitched her out.  The way our clinic works, there's no one person that can fire you, it's a commitee of people and this vet isn't on the commitee.  There's also a lot of behind the back shit talking about my friend.  I've only been there three weeks so I don't know whether I should say anything to her about it or not.  I know the things the girl is saying aren't true but I don't know if everyone else does or not and if they don't know, then I think Kim has a right to set them straight.  We're supposed to use our "mentor's" for this stuff but I'm not a two year old and I think I can handle my problems on my own.  I don't like the girl that started on Monday at ALL.  I worked ward this morning, she worked it yesterday, so I was the first one to see all the mistakes and half-assed work she did.  The biggest thing, she almost burned down the hospital.  Now every idiot knows (unless it's male, they don't know anything usually) that you always empty the lint trap before using the dryer.  Well, she either was too lazy to do so or didn't know.  When I went to start the dryer this morning, I emptied the lint trap, only to find that it was so full that I could barely pull it out of the holder AND that it had a hole burned through the center of the lint.  BIG no-no.  I plan on saying something to Kim on Thursday.  It's not the hospital that I worry about, it burns down, we have insurance and can build a new one but when people's pets stay there overnight, it's very unlikely for them to survive a fire in the middle of the night.  No amount of money can replace a pet.  I could literally bitch about some of the women I work with for hours.  I try not to think about it too much while I'm at work, that way I don't hate my job because of them or kill them.  But I've already started getting short with one of them so I'm sure we'll get into it soon and have to have a talk with the mentor's and talk about our "feelings" in a "non-threatening" manner.  Right, that always works.  Well, I'm going to finish up stuff around here.  Tomorrow is Shawn's birthday and also my first payday.  Woohoo.

Updating ya'll

Once again, I'm sorry for not updating more.  I've just been so tired when I'm not at work and on the weekends I barely touch the computer.  The job is going well so far though.  I started in out patient today.  I didn't get to do much since it's my first day working one on one with the human part of the client.  The past two weeks I've just been working with the animals and rarely got to meet their parents.  I have to memorize all the questions that need to be asked when they first come in and all that good stuff.  I'm also learning how to use the computers.  Everything has to be entered, whether it be something as big as a spay/neuter or just getting them some frontline.  Of course it can't be easy.  You can't use the good ole mouse to get to the things you need.  You have to use a lot of enter and tab keys.  I also have to learn all the number abbreviations for the drugs, which is proving to be harder than it sounds.  There's a lot of numbers to remember along with all the other info they put into your head all at once.  I would have rather learned the computers before I even thought about going into out patient.  It would make things run a lot more smoothly than doing them both at once.  That's something I'll have to bring up at our next staff meeting.  This is going to be a very short entry.  I'm so tired and have spent most of the last hour just catching up on emails that needed reply's.  I'm soooooo far behind on all my journal's that I used to read daily and now has become more of a weekly thing.  I'm coming home daily with new bruises and scratches.  Many that I have no idea where they happened.  The bruises today I am positive about who gave them to me.  A big black lab that had no manners.  He continued to jump on me throughout the entire time we were talking with the owner.  I have bruises from him on both my arms and legs.  It looks like I've been in a mild car accident or something recently.  I hope I don't break anything or need a trip to the doctor because he'll send me to a woman's shelter for battered women.  Ok, I'm off to bed now.  Something I've been dreaming of since I got up at 7am this morning.  Tomorrow I have to get up at 5:50am.  I hate mornings.  *Sigh*

Sorry I haven't written since last Tuesday.  It's not been the best week for me.  On Thursday I came home and Shawn told me that while I was at work, my dog had killed my little Ellie, the senegal parrot.  I was on my lunch break and called work to see if it was ok if I called off for the rest of the day.  Of course I got into a small bit of trouble the next day but there was no way I could go back to work after that.  I spent most of Saturday balling my eyes out over my little bird.  I still feel like I'm in shock.  I keep expecting to whistle and hear her across the house calling back to me.  She was in a temporary cage while we painted my bedroom.  Normally she would've been in a large cage that there's almost no way that the dog could've gotten into but instead, to keep her from the fumes, she was in my mom's room in a smaller cage that wasn't very stable.  My dogs had never even paid the least bit of attention to her so I wasn't worried about it her safety too much.  I was more worried about the cats getting to her. 

Work is going well so far.  I enjoy most of the people I work with.  As with most places, there are a few select that I don't really care for, none of them being the other assistants.  Tomorrow, I'll be there by myself in the morning.  I'm still stuck in the ward for most of the rest of this week.  I can't wait till I'm in outpatient.  The ward is very boring and you're alone most of the day.  Everyday when I finish in ward, I'm allowed to follow the other assistants around in outpatient so I can get an idea of what I'll be doing soon.  This week I'll be taking some tests that I have yet to study for.  I'll have to take all my paperwork with me tomorrow and read it during lunch.  I get a two and a half hour lunch everyday while I'm in ward, since I have to come in so much earlier than most everyone else.  We had to put one dog to sleep this week due to liver failure.  I wasn't involved with that.  We've had a few odd cases.  One cat who appears paralized in one of his rear legs but there doesn't seem to be any evidence yet as to why he's having that problem.  Another dog is having seizures and continues to shake much longer than she should after the seizures have ended.  I almost passed out on Wednesday.  I saw my first cathedre.  I was holding a cat while they took his temp and he was in so much pain from the cath that I ended up with my head in between my legs and pretty much stayed that way for the next hour.  The gross stuff is getting a little easier for me to handle.  I'm just taking it day by day.  Well, I've gotta get up early for work so I'd better call it a night.

Long Hours

Well, today was my second day at the vet clinic.  So far I haven't gotten to do a whole lot.  It's been a lot of paper work and things I need to read.  Tomorrow I start in the ward, which is where we keep all our boarders and animals that are sick but not contagious or critical.  I have to be there at 6:45am.  Talk about early.  I have to leave forty five minutes early or else I'm late to work.  It's a small drive for me.  We'll start by walking all the dogs, feeding and watering everyone, cleaning out the runs, cleaning cat cages and litter boxes and then giving any medications that are needed.  It's going to be a really long day.  I work till close at 5:30 and we usually don't get out till six.  I get a two and a half hour lunch so I'm just going to come home for a little while.  I soooo wish we didn't have to be there that early.  That's my hours for the next two weeks until I start on out patient.  Well, I'm going to go now.  I need to get ready to go to bed.

:)~

I. Got. The. Job!  I start on Monday.  I'll work a halfday on Monday and Tuesday and then work a full schedule from then on.  I'm a little nervous about the amount of hours involved but I'll just have to try and grin and bear it.  Today went by fairly quickly so hopefully it won't seem like I'm working those long hours.  I'm also not a fan of getting up that early.  haha  I'll be surprised if I can even sleep Sunday night and Monday night.  Tomorrow I have some more interview type stuff I have to do that will take most of the morning/early afternoon.  I have a friend that I need to apologize to for that but I can't risk losing this job.  Well, I've gotta get in the shower.

Short and Quick

Just a quick update on how my interview went today before I pass out.  I have yet to go to sleep since yesterday.  I got there way early so I sat out in the drizzle for some time.  We took care of some patients and I followed the other vet assistant around everywhere.  I swear, I'll update more later but I need some sleep.  I found out that out of 200 applications, they're down to two people for the job and I'm one of the two, the other girl comes in for her interview this afternoon.  Let's hope she does terrible and doesn't get the job.  I feel a little bad about thinking that but only a little.  It's like I'm on one of those reality tv shows and it's now down to the final two on the show and I'm sitting there going, 'How the hell am I in the final two?'  Well, I'm going to nap now.  I'll write ya'll more later.

Hungry, bored and blah

Well, in a matter of a few hours I'll be back at Magrane.  I've decided not to go to bed since it's going to be so early.  I know I won't be able to fall asleep and then if I do, I'm worried that I'll sleep through it.  I'm so hungry.  I wish that we had some food in the house.  Tomorrow's store day so today, we starve.  LOL  Maybe I'll find something to eat before my interview.  I don't know what I'm supposed to wear.  I know I'll probably be cleaning cages and that sort of thing (which I thought I'd be doing every single interview) but I don't want to go in there looking sloppy and be wrong or vice versa.  I've pretty much run out of "interview" clothes.  I don't have any scrubs yet so that's out.  Well, I'm off to catch up on everyone's journals!