Veterinarian - profession 2 in 1
Patient 2 in 1
Our work is equated with the "conditions of the north" - a year goes, if not two, then one and a half for sure. The specificity is this: if a “human” doctor encounters one patient, then we have them “2 in 1” - the animal and its owner. If the first is sick, then the second, of course, also suffers. Sometimes you don’t even know who to provide assistance in the first place - a bitten dog or its mistress beating in hysterics. You start to deal with the patient and at the same time drip Corvalol into a glass for the hostess. The veterinarian works on two "fronts" constantly.
Therefore, I can safely say that the owners are also to some extent our patients, and we are not only veterinarians, but also psychologists. There are owners who tremble over their pets like children and do not spare anything, spending impressive amounts on their maintenance and health. I will not describe what clothes our patients wear in the winter - the cost of a jumpsuit for some small crumbs, like the Yorkshire Terrier or Chihuahua, can sometimes exceed the price of a women's dress from a fashion brand.
With people who understand that the health of their pets requires a financial investment, the easiest way is that they will not argue whether this or that procedure or analysis is needed, they understand that the well-being of their pet depends on it. It’s a pleasure to work with such owners, and no brain removal, which happens in our practice quite often.
Yummy vs cat
Claims to the veterinarian “you are not treating well” are a special topic. For some reason, this phenomenon is rare in the field of human medicine, but among the owners of animals there’s just some kind of pandemic - many consider themselves to be first-class specialists and start arguing from the start: “But I read (a) on the Internet that this is necessary treat like that. "
This is followed by a tirade with a chaotic listing of drugs and examples of animal recovery. The question is - why did you come to the clinic then? And what is most sad, it was precisely the “homegrown knowledge”, gleaned from the network, from neighbors or from an incompetent newspaper, that exacerbated the disease.
I remember one married couple who brought to our clinic a cat, a luxurious red-haired handsome man who was lying in a carrying rag. The poor cat had an advanced urolithiasis; immediate surgery and a long recovery period were required. The wife weeps, the husband plays with jelly: “Doctor, how could it be, everything was so good, and suddenly!”
“Suddenly” - this was the result of a systematic feeding of a cat herring: “Oh, he adores her so much, how not to give a little son a piece”, - and some refined rubbish from a supermarket that burns holes in stomachs and people, which really talk about poor animals! We operated on the redhead, strictly instructed how to feed - exclusively with special medicinal feeds.
A week passes, the door opens and ... "Doctor, he is dying." We begin to find out what, how, what happened, why? They give injections, give pills, feed them with special food, and the cat again with a rag. Then it dawns on me and it turns out that the "son" was fed "tasty" - so he asked for sausages smoked, so he asked ... Well, what can I say ?!
Friends and competitors
Our job is complicated. Let the first one to throw a stone at me who says: “Oh, it's so charming and sublime to communicate with dogs every day.” I do not argue - my work really makes me more spiritual, but for us, like human doctors, oh, how difficult it is to maintain a strong and balanced nervous system! We are not gods, we cannot save everyone and help everyone. There are situations in which we are powerless and they are unsettling, and a young, mentally weak veterinarian in general can be forever turned away from the profession. I know many good, promising young doctors who, due to tragic situations, have left veterinary medicine. Unpreparedness for difficult situations broke them morally.
In my practice, there was also a case when I almost broke. I still remember and grab a cigarette. It was a cat with an inoperable tumor of the mammary glands and metastases in the lungs. For the first time in my practice, I had to take away an animal's life in order to end its suffering. This is not what human doctors have, but we have. We have no moral right to refuse when animals are truly tormented. They came to this world of our own free will, which means we must have the power to end their torment. This is very difficult. I was completely broken morally. She sobbed, drank corvalol, took leave from work. This unfortunate cat is still in front of my eyes.
Special clan
They say that in human medicine, intrigues and behind-the-scenes showdowns are very common. Veterinarians are a special clan. We are all mountain for each other. I do not know a single clinic, in any case, a private clinic, where strife and discord would go in the collective. Even with the existing rather serious competition between the clinics (and veterinary medicine is a pretty good and promising business).
Our work is equated with the "conditions of the north" - a year goes, if not two, then one and a half for sure. The specificity is this: if a “human” doctor encounters one patient, then we have them “2 in 1” - the animal and its owner. If the first is sick, then the second, of course, also suffers. Sometimes you don’t even know who to provide assistance in the first place - a bitten dog or its mistress beating in hysterics. You start to deal with the patient and at the same time drip Corvalol into a glass for the hostess. The veterinarian works on two "fronts" constantly.
Therefore, I can safely say that the owners are also to some extent our patients, and we are not only veterinarians, but also psychologists. There are owners who tremble over their pets like children and do not spare anything, spending impressive amounts on their maintenance and health. I will not describe what clothes our patients wear in the winter - the cost of a jumpsuit for some small crumbs, like the Yorkshire Terrier or Chihuahua, can sometimes exceed the price of a women's dress from a fashion brand.
With people who understand that the health of their pets requires a financial investment, the easiest way is that they will not argue whether this or that procedure or analysis is needed, they understand that the well-being of their pet depends on it. It’s a pleasure to work with such owners, and no brain removal, which happens in our practice quite often.
Yummy vs cat
Claims to the veterinarian “you are not treating well” are a special topic. For some reason, this phenomenon is rare in the field of human medicine, but among the owners of animals there’s just some kind of pandemic - many consider themselves to be first-class specialists and start arguing from the start: “But I read (a) on the Internet that this is necessary treat like that. "
This is followed by a tirade with a chaotic listing of drugs and examples of animal recovery. The question is - why did you come to the clinic then? And what is most sad, it was precisely the “homegrown knowledge”, gleaned from the network, from neighbors or from an incompetent newspaper, that exacerbated the disease.
I remember one married couple who brought to our clinic a cat, a luxurious red-haired handsome man who was lying in a carrying rag. The poor cat had an advanced urolithiasis; immediate surgery and a long recovery period were required. The wife weeps, the husband plays with jelly: “Doctor, how could it be, everything was so good, and suddenly!”
“Suddenly” - this was the result of a systematic feeding of a cat herring: “Oh, he adores her so much, how not to give a little son a piece”, - and some refined rubbish from a supermarket that burns holes in stomachs and people, which really talk about poor animals! We operated on the redhead, strictly instructed how to feed - exclusively with special medicinal feeds.
A week passes, the door opens and ... "Doctor, he is dying." We begin to find out what, how, what happened, why? They give injections, give pills, feed them with special food, and the cat again with a rag. Then it dawns on me and it turns out that the "son" was fed "tasty" - so he asked for sausages smoked, so he asked ... Well, what can I say ?!
Friends and competitors
Our job is complicated. Let the first one to throw a stone at me who says: “Oh, it's so charming and sublime to communicate with dogs every day.” I do not argue - my work really makes me more spiritual, but for us, like human doctors, oh, how difficult it is to maintain a strong and balanced nervous system! We are not gods, we cannot save everyone and help everyone. There are situations in which we are powerless and they are unsettling, and a young, mentally weak veterinarian in general can be forever turned away from the profession. I know many good, promising young doctors who, due to tragic situations, have left veterinary medicine. Unpreparedness for difficult situations broke them morally.
In my practice, there was also a case when I almost broke. I still remember and grab a cigarette. It was a cat with an inoperable tumor of the mammary glands and metastases in the lungs. For the first time in my practice, I had to take away an animal's life in order to end its suffering. This is not what human doctors have, but we have. We have no moral right to refuse when animals are truly tormented. They came to this world of our own free will, which means we must have the power to end their torment. This is very difficult. I was completely broken morally. She sobbed, drank corvalol, took leave from work. This unfortunate cat is still in front of my eyes.
Special clan
They say that in human medicine, intrigues and behind-the-scenes showdowns are very common. Veterinarians are a special clan. We are all mountain for each other. I do not know a single clinic, in any case, a private clinic, where strife and discord would go in the collective. Even with the existing rather serious competition between the clinics (and veterinary medicine is a pretty good and promising business).
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