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Ridicully ([personal profile] ridicully) wrote2007-07-25 10:36 am

I don't even lay my plans any more. No matter if they're the best or not.

Do you know what I don't need in my life-of-not-getting-much-done-because-procrastination-is-my-best-friend? A phonecall at 1:30 a.m asking me if I could come in to work since the not-quite-a-nurse (it's complicated enough to warrant a separate entry) on duty got bitten by a cat so badly she fainted (don't laugh. Cat's can be more than vicious) .
D., who was on duty tonight asked if I could fill in for the bitten girl (she's all right, by the way, but couldn't really work the rest of the night). It's not unusual to have a fully qualified vet do that job, but normally we know beforehand and are actually awake when consenting to it.

Well, there weren't too many patients tonight. Though I'll never, ever understand why you'd come to the emergency vet at 4:30 a.m with your rabbit that hasn't eaten since the evening or your dog that's been suffering from diarrhea for two days. What part of "Sudden and life-threatening emergencies" is so hard to understand? (Yes, rabbits need to eat constantly and diarrhea can be life-threatening. But in both cases coming in four hours later or a day earlier would have been much more sensible and cheaper)

Now I'll go and fuck up my sleeping schedule some more.

[identity profile] kateshort.livejournal.com 2007-07-25 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm assuming that they were worried enough to want to get the animal care, but perhaps in a position where they couldn't take off of work, and so got up early to take the pet in ahead of time? No clue, really, but that's the most rational thing I can think of...