Wednesday 16 February 2011

Leaving

Well the time has come to escape my job. There are a variety of reasons, most of them really boring and grown-up. Basically I'm not getting the exposure to the farm animal work that I'd like and thus I'm not confident in it at all. Most of the time this isn't a problem, however during on call periods it's the source of major stress that I just don't need.

Anyone need a vet?

Monday 7 February 2011

Dear Driver

I'm sorry I wasn't going fast enough down the dark country road at night to suit your needs.

I'm sorry I didn't really know where I was going.

I'm sorry I delayed your journey by about 30 seconds.

Yes, I understood you were upset by the flashing of light and beeping of the horn, there was no need to shout too.

I was on my way to my first equine emergency call you see, and I had other things on my mind such as - What will the heart rate be? Will I need to rectal this horse? Do I have all the emergency numbers? What's the dose rate for all these drugs? Where am I going? What's around this corner? What if I need something I don't have in my car?

Vets driving to emergencies are a dangerous breed, especially new graduates, especially those new to the area who don't know the roads.

I figure getting sworn at, or arriving 5 minutes later than planned is better than a dead vet. So if you're stuck behind me, I'm sorry.