first day: vet job
Sad to say goodbye to the little twins. They will be off to the big world of day care tomorrow. Then I had the longest 6 hour shift I've worked in a long time at the veterinary hospital. I thought I was going to be working in reception (nice and low-key, right?) but after a half hour I got pulled back to the pharmacy/room attendant area where I got lost and overwhelmed by the mounds of medications, patients, and vet demands. At least I was feeling more stimulated than my ole' babysitting job. Right at 8pm (closing time) a lady stumbles in holding her dog in her arms and crying. Plops him down on the exam room table. There is blood coming out of his side. She says a Rottweiler came out of nowhere and attacked her dog. There was nothing we could do for him. I stumbled out the door around 8:10 having not eaten since 1pm and feeling scared and overwhelmed and delirious at the many dramas that I had witnessed all day. Don't know about this vet stuff. I think I'm getting soft.
Now I'm obligated to housesit all week and I'm finding the fear from today lingering in my system as I sit here alone in this big, empty house that is not mine.
Now I'm obligated to housesit all week and I'm finding the fear from today lingering in my system as I sit here alone in this big, empty house that is not mine.