vet visit
deviantArt isn't letting me post this journal entry there for some reason. I think that somebody doesn't want me to post it...
we go from a vet that doesn't give a shit to a vet that wants to do every single thing under the sun (and wants to get every ounce of money out of you that they can)
okay so we took Max into the vet this morning and we went right in and this attendant lady started asking us all these questions. and theres my mom - utterly clueless. having no idea what the real problem is. assuming - and there i was. sitting in the corner, too shy to say anything but listening to my mother answer the girl's questions with her own answers...i told her a million times. "He's got a cold. He's congested. His nose is stuffed like when we get a cold." But no she goes off worrying about how he won't eat dry food. Well its because there is crap running down his throat from his nose being all stuffed up. So then the stupid vet freaks about that. THEN my mom says "oh usually he'd be going all over the room here but he's just sitting there." Okay now that is a lie. Max would not be walking all the room in a strange place. He was tense and very stressed out...so he sat on the little table looking around. UGH! I really do love my mom but she can be so clueless and that can cost her. So anyway, they also said he was a dehydrated and that he'd lost a pound in the last 4 days which i think is a bunch of crapola.
Besides my mom, the vet is also clueless. He kept saying "Oh well if he's been sick a week." "He's a sick cat." "Blah Blah Blah" - He's only been sick for 4~5 days. Ugh.
Next thing you know he wants to do x-rays and blood tests. Bam. 210 bucks. The blood tests came back negative (which is good). But then he says "oh things are looking good - BUT WAIT WE JUST FOUND ONE LITTLE PROBLEM - his stomach seems to be thickening...oh no this is not good...It could be cancer...if it is it'll just keep getting worse and he'll die - or it could just be an infection." So I'm sitting there all "Don't you know? I mean come freaking on." So right now I'm praying that its not cancer. But still - it basically leads back to my mom with the whole "not eating" thing. They want to keep him there a few nights to get more money I MEAN to keep an eye on him.
Vets suck because all they want is your money. Maybe they should just diagnose the problem and help to make it better. Don't give me this bull shit about what it COULD be. I want to know what it IS.
And for everyones information, if your vet is anything like this guy, he'll tell you the worst case senario a million times to get more money out of you. Unfortunaly, going along with it is almost the only option we've got so he's staying there a few days. But still, I hate the vet. Sometimes it just seems they don't know what in the hell they're doing. and then, of course, he wraps his whole shindig with "if it gets worse, we're gonna loose him"
Just one last thing to get you to buy in to what he wants.
Hope that what he's got is nothing serious.
Alex
First Hurricane of the 2004 Season lol
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JERRY: So, how was it?
GEORGE: I was in there for two minutes. He didn't do anything. (Imitating doctor) Touch this, feel that. Seventy-five bucks.
JERRY: Well, it's a first visit.
GEORGE: What's seventy-five bucks? What, am I seeing Sinatra in there?! Amd I being entertained? I don't understand this. I'm only paying half.
JERRY: You can't do that.
GEORGE: Why not?
we go from a vet that doesn't give a shit to a vet that wants to do every single thing under the sun (and wants to get every ounce of money out of you that they can)
okay so we took Max into the vet this morning and we went right in and this attendant lady started asking us all these questions. and theres my mom - utterly clueless. having no idea what the real problem is. assuming - and there i was. sitting in the corner, too shy to say anything but listening to my mother answer the girl's questions with her own answers...i told her a million times. "He's got a cold. He's congested. His nose is stuffed like when we get a cold." But no she goes off worrying about how he won't eat dry food. Well its because there is crap running down his throat from his nose being all stuffed up. So then the stupid vet freaks about that. THEN my mom says "oh usually he'd be going all over the room here but he's just sitting there." Okay now that is a lie. Max would not be walking all the room in a strange place. He was tense and very stressed out...so he sat on the little table looking around. UGH! I really do love my mom but she can be so clueless and that can cost her. So anyway, they also said he was a dehydrated and that he'd lost a pound in the last 4 days which i think is a bunch of crapola.
Besides my mom, the vet is also clueless. He kept saying "Oh well if he's been sick a week." "He's a sick cat." "Blah Blah Blah" - He's only been sick for 4~5 days. Ugh.
Next thing you know he wants to do x-rays and blood tests. Bam. 210 bucks. The blood tests came back negative (which is good). But then he says "oh things are looking good - BUT WAIT WE JUST FOUND ONE LITTLE PROBLEM - his stomach seems to be thickening...oh no this is not good...It could be cancer...if it is it'll just keep getting worse and he'll die - or it could just be an infection." So I'm sitting there all "Don't you know? I mean come freaking on." So right now I'm praying that its not cancer. But still - it basically leads back to my mom with the whole "not eating" thing. They want to keep him there a few nights to get more money I MEAN to keep an eye on him.
Vets suck because all they want is your money. Maybe they should just diagnose the problem and help to make it better. Don't give me this bull shit about what it COULD be. I want to know what it IS.
And for everyones information, if your vet is anything like this guy, he'll tell you the worst case senario a million times to get more money out of you. Unfortunaly, going along with it is almost the only option we've got so he's staying there a few days. But still, I hate the vet. Sometimes it just seems they don't know what in the hell they're doing. and then, of course, he wraps his whole shindig with "if it gets worse, we're gonna loose him"
Just one last thing to get you to buy in to what he wants.
Hope that what he's got is nothing serious.
Alex
First Hurricane of the 2004 Season lol
-
JERRY: So, how was it?
GEORGE: I was in there for two minutes. He didn't do anything. (Imitating doctor) Touch this, feel that. Seventy-five bucks.
JERRY: Well, it's a first visit.
GEORGE: What's seventy-five bucks? What, am I seeing Sinatra in there?! Amd I being entertained? I don't understand this. I'm only paying half.
JERRY: You can't do that.
GEORGE: Why not?