Overtime

That terrible three hours when a two hour shift turns into five.

I work at a Veterinarian Small Animal Clinic. Well, I was covering the late Wednesday evening shift, and after the last client left, we went about frantically preparing for an emergency. When he finally arrived, we went to work; x rays, anesthetizing him, preparing, etc. He was a bloated dog that should have had a twisted stomach, but everything was intact perfectly when we cut him open. No swelling, no discoloration, or redness of the inner organs, nothing. The only thing off was the basketball sized stomach, (slightly smaller), that was filled with fluid (blood and pepsin). That, and the draining tube that couldn’t enter. About half an inch or so from the stomach, it would stop. I think that the stomach was so bloated the upper valve simply couldn’t open due to pressure build up. Crazy. So we had to take a 22 gauge needle on a pump adapter and drain it out slowly before we could really do anything.

That itself took about an hour. After that, we sewed it to the rib cage lining and sewed him up. Got home about 11:30 or so. 

I didn’t even get overtime! Only full time employees get overtime benefits, and being a full time student and teen, that doesn’t apply to me. But that was my evening.

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About lbannister117

I’m the outdoorsy kind of girl, one of those rugged beasts. Try hard, play hard, take no prisoners kind of people. I have the intelligence, and the feminism, but yet I'm still the hard-core ‘one of the guys’ kind of girl. I enjoy the company and views of others, and love having in depth conversations about everything under the sun, whether it be politics, the weather, an event in history, the news, or simply a good story.
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