YAY \o/
Have finished work for the week, am not back in until next Wednesday! *insert appropriately stupid dancing around in circles*
That being said, tomorrow's going to be a bit of a sloping around day. I need to go see the doctor for some blood test results (they've not phoned me up flapping, so I'm guessing that my kidneys are behaving and my liver isn't about to initiate divorce proceedings because of the amount of prescription crap I've been making it deal with) and I also need to poke the Post Office to send out jehanne1431 and cat_mcdougall's PIF gifts.
I'm going to have trying to explain the contents of said packages for the visa forms...
So, work-- stupid busy this week (and it's only been three days long!), the same as the past few weeks. I don't think I mentioned it at the time but last Friday we were doing an emergency gastroscopy on a 9 month old Labrador at 6pm, after it expressed an interest in the dog sitter's embroidery and ate the whole this. Socking great big darning needle included.
The radiographs of that (which I took as Boss was cleaning the scope because just prior to the Labrador, we'd been doing a potential duodenal foreign body investigation on a JRT. Friday was 'fun') were rather cool.
Umm... apart from that, work's just been, well work. This morning was a bit fatal as we seemed to be euthanasing pretty much everything we admitted (honking great pile of neoplasia with occasional outbreaks of stray cat, 18 year old cat with pathological femoral fractures secondary to neoplasia, a hamster with neoplasia-- there's a theme here-- and then a dog which didn't have neoplasia, but did come down from the local kennels trying its best to die from decompensating heart failure). And I've been really bad, O flist, about boring you to death with the number of times my shoes have been filled with wee (I've only had to boil wash them twice this past three weeks!) recently. I bet you've all been rather glad, really.
I might poke my nose next door tomorrow, however, because Boss is doing a laparoscopy on a rabbit, and that'd be pretty cool to see. And also, y'know, to point and laugh at everyone else having to be at work when I'm not.
Today there was cake-- chocolate cake-- for my birthday (which isn't until Sunday, actually. Guys~! I'm totally shameless enough to flutter my eyelashes and wish for 'fic with the subtlety of a lead brick) which was very yummy.
And that's about it, I think...
That being said, tomorrow's going to be a bit of a sloping around day. I need to go see the doctor for some blood test results (they've not phoned me up flapping, so I'm guessing that my kidneys are behaving and my liver isn't about to initiate divorce proceedings because of the amount of prescription crap I've been making it deal with) and I also need to poke the Post Office to send out jehanne1431 and cat_mcdougall's PIF gifts.
I'm going to have trying to explain the contents of said packages for the visa forms...
So, work-- stupid busy this week (and it's only been three days long!), the same as the past few weeks. I don't think I mentioned it at the time but last Friday we were doing an emergency gastroscopy on a 9 month old Labrador at 6pm, after it expressed an interest in the dog sitter's embroidery and ate the whole this. Socking great big darning needle included.
The radiographs of that (which I took as Boss was cleaning the scope because just prior to the Labrador, we'd been doing a potential duodenal foreign body investigation on a JRT. Friday was 'fun') were rather cool.
Umm... apart from that, work's just been, well work. This morning was a bit fatal as we seemed to be euthanasing pretty much everything we admitted (honking great pile of neoplasia with occasional outbreaks of stray cat, 18 year old cat with pathological femoral fractures secondary to neoplasia, a hamster with neoplasia-- there's a theme here-- and then a dog which didn't have neoplasia, but did come down from the local kennels trying its best to die from decompensating heart failure). And I've been really bad, O flist, about boring you to death with the number of times my shoes have been filled with wee (I've only had to boil wash them twice this past three weeks!) recently. I bet you've all been rather glad, really.
I might poke my nose next door tomorrow, however, because Boss is doing a laparoscopy on a rabbit, and that'd be pretty cool to see. And also, y'know, to point and laugh at everyone else having to be at work when I'm not.
Today there was cake-- chocolate cake-- for my birthday (which isn't until Sunday, actually. Guys~! I'm totally shameless enough to flutter my eyelashes and wish for 'fic with the subtlety of a lead brick) which was very yummy.
And that's about it, I think...