Bustin’ Chops
For the past three days, I’ve been in a constant banter with Antech, the lab our vet practice uses to send out for certain tests. They have, no kidding, screwed up at least three perfectly coherent tests in the last three days. I had thought them to be idiot proof - I’d even highlighted multiple tests and wrote out which ones were to be done on which fluid (and labeled the tubes appropriately). The problem is that two of the tests still have yet to be corrected and they keep lying to me about it. It’s difficult to get into specifics without completely losing anyone who isn’t familiar with veterinary tests, so I’ll leave out the gory details. Just to give you an idea, Ive talked to 10 different people at that lab within the last three days concerning the SAME THREE TESTS (boy was yesterday the longest day ever or what?). Either way, I totally called them on it and I cant help but revel in the fact that I’m soooo right.
When I got home, I went to pay bills and busted more chops on my cell phone bill, while I simultaneously proved John wrong in a dispute over the artist of “Love Song”. Lemme tell ya, I am ON A ROLL!
Not to mention we saved a cat from the brink of death yesterday who had a meningioma (I just love how spell check doesn’t recognize it as a word - it’s a brain tumor, by the way) that was approximately half the size of the brain therefore was pushing the cerebellum out the little hole in the back of the scull. It had a hell of a time coming out of anesthesia and was still on a ventilator when I left yesterday. I came in this morning expecting to write a sympathy card and she was still alive!
Besides, one of the owners (of a cat that actually also had a meningioma that Dr. B plucked from his brain) brought us a whole thing of muffins. Awesome! Who needs fame and whatnot when you can have MUFFINS?
And now I need a drink!
Quote of the day:
“Sometimes I wish I had two hands”
When I got home, I went to pay bills and busted more chops on my cell phone bill, while I simultaneously proved John wrong in a dispute over the artist of “Love Song”. Lemme tell ya, I am ON A ROLL!
Not to mention we saved a cat from the brink of death yesterday who had a meningioma (I just love how spell check doesn’t recognize it as a word - it’s a brain tumor, by the way) that was approximately half the size of the brain therefore was pushing the cerebellum out the little hole in the back of the scull. It had a hell of a time coming out of anesthesia and was still on a ventilator when I left yesterday. I came in this morning expecting to write a sympathy card and she was still alive!
Besides, one of the owners (of a cat that actually also had a meningioma that Dr. B plucked from his brain) brought us a whole thing of muffins. Awesome! Who needs fame and whatnot when you can have MUFFINS?
And now I need a drink!
Quote of the day:
“Sometimes I wish I had two hands”