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Here it is, November 24th. A year ago (Tuesday, not the 24th), I took the national board exams, which I promptly celebrated with friends at Los Tres Amigos. Josh flew into Lansing: we hadn't seen each other since June. I had to go to my last day of orthopedic rotation Wednesday morning while Josh did the Thanksgiving Dinner grocery shopping.
This year, Josh is flying into Akron tomorrow night. It's "only" been a month since we last saw each other (though it seems to have been forever ago). I'm on call until 8am Thursday morning and then we'll drive to Pittsburgh to celebrate Thanksgiving with his sister (driving in from Rochester, NY) and Becca. I've almost finished purchasing my charges for the feast (beverages, pickles, olives, ingredients for orange-pecan buttered yams) and have yet to purchase bread/dinner rolls. Rather than having spent the weekend studying, I was on call.
Friday night I traded with Dr. K (I covered last Saturday while he was at his son's football playoff game) so that I could go out with sister Amanda, cousin Becky and friend Rebecca, who all drove up from Columbus. We had a delicious mexican dinner before fighting the throngs of tweenies screaming to see New Moon. We all enjoyed the movie. I plan to see it again this weekend with Becca, and then with my housemate at some point in time...
Saturday morning after a quick breakfast with my guests (who headed south quickly thereafter in time to catch the all important OSU-UMi game, which had the correct winner in this state), I came to the clinic to treat the hospitalized patients. A neurologic alpaca who's been here a week and a half, and an ADR (aint doin right) alpaca who's been here two weeks (along with her healthy and adorable daughter!) I then ran to town to finish up some errands before I got a call that a lethargic and diarrhea-cria was headed into the clinic. I set everything up and met the owners, who'd driven an hour north to get here. I ended up hospitalizing the little guy and his mom. Turns out he was LOADED with intestinal parasites (strongyles, coccidia, eimeria & tapeworms!) By the time I sent him home Monday night he was looking and feeling much better!
After getting the alpacas settled into their stall, I went to the house and fell asleep reading (Midnight Sun, again). The pager woke me up about a half hour later: a horse near down south had reared up in the trailer and essentially scalped himself. Freezing after crawling out from under my pile of blankets in which I was so pleasantly napping, I made some hot chocolate and jumped in the truck. Considering that the last thoroughbred head-meets-trailer-gone-wrong-incident I sutured up was "allergic" to "all medications" so I was unable to sedate him (I did use lidocaine to block the wound area, though I believe if the girl - who was NOT the owner - had known what I was doing before I did it she would have insisted he was allergic to that TOO) to suture his forehead together, I thought that fixing up the 7 month old heavily sedated quarterhorse went pretty smoothly!
Driving back to the hospital to do night treatments, I was THRILLED to discover that neither my back nor my sciatic nerve hurt at all! My chiropractor's a genius!!!
Sunday morning, I completed treatments on the alpacas and then headed to the YMCA to get my basketball fix for the weekend. The pager didn't go off ONCE during the 2 hours I was playing. I managed to do something to my left (unsurgerized) ankle. I'd say I sprained it but it's not swollen, black and blue OR painful like a typical sprain... I kept playing and overall had a lot of fun.
Since I was nearly in Chardon, I went in search of a petfood store with ferret supplies, was misdirected by my GPS and ended up nearly to Lake Erie. It was a beautiful day for a drive, my back/sciatic were fine and the pager didn't go off, so no complaints! I took myself to lunch at Pizza Hut in Chardon, where I vaguely watched the first quarter of the Browns-Lions game (which started out well for Ohio, and turned into a rather embarrassing upset. I mean "go lioins"...er... nevermind, who cares? football, bah!) Just as I finished eating, the pager went off.
This horse was some arab national champ recently; all I could understand over the phone from the barn manager who speaks with a VERY thick spanish accent was that the horse was lame and the owner wanted radiographs. I called Dr. L to see if he'd meet me there (shock: he said sure), stopped by the clinic to get the radiograph machine and check on my patients, and headed south. Turns out the mare was tying up (severe muscle cramps in the back/gluteals).
As I was there I got a call from another client (well, actually, the wife of the guy who owned the boarding stable I was at) that her [also recent champ or something] arab gelding had been kicked in the pasture and had a very swollen front leg. The radiograph machine and I headed back north. Turns out that horse was fine (no fractures to the radius), so I headed back to the clinic to check on the patients.
Pager. Head south. Corner of the lip laceration. It was the weekend of arab champ lamenesses and horse head lacerations (Dr. K who was on call Monday night actually had another horse with a similar lip laceration!) Once I finished putting that horse back together, I met Dr. L and some pharmaceutical representatives at a local restaurant to review the radial radiographs and to eat a delicious dinner. While there, I managed to lock the keys in the truck (genius) and was rescued by my housemate bringing the "bag o keys" from the clinic, which luckily had a spare key in it!
The weekend sure beat the one at this time last year!!!
This year, Josh is flying into Akron tomorrow night. It's "only" been a month since we last saw each other (though it seems to have been forever ago). I'm on call until 8am Thursday morning and then we'll drive to Pittsburgh to celebrate Thanksgiving with his sister (driving in from Rochester, NY) and Becca. I've almost finished purchasing my charges for the feast (beverages, pickles, olives, ingredients for orange-pecan buttered yams) and have yet to purchase bread/dinner rolls. Rather than having spent the weekend studying, I was on call.
Friday night I traded with Dr. K (I covered last Saturday while he was at his son's football playoff game) so that I could go out with sister Amanda, cousin Becky and friend Rebecca, who all drove up from Columbus. We had a delicious mexican dinner before fighting the throngs of tweenies screaming to see New Moon. We all enjoyed the movie. I plan to see it again this weekend with Becca, and then with my housemate at some point in time...
Saturday morning after a quick breakfast with my guests (who headed south quickly thereafter in time to catch the all important OSU-UMi game, which had the correct winner in this state), I came to the clinic to treat the hospitalized patients. A neurologic alpaca who's been here a week and a half, and an ADR (aint doin right) alpaca who's been here two weeks (along with her healthy and adorable daughter!) I then ran to town to finish up some errands before I got a call that a lethargic and diarrhea-cria was headed into the clinic. I set everything up and met the owners, who'd driven an hour north to get here. I ended up hospitalizing the little guy and his mom. Turns out he was LOADED with intestinal parasites (strongyles, coccidia, eimeria & tapeworms!) By the time I sent him home Monday night he was looking and feeling much better!
After getting the alpacas settled into their stall, I went to the house and fell asleep reading (Midnight Sun, again). The pager woke me up about a half hour later: a horse near down south had reared up in the trailer and essentially scalped himself. Freezing after crawling out from under my pile of blankets in which I was so pleasantly napping, I made some hot chocolate and jumped in the truck. Considering that the last thoroughbred head-meets-trailer-gone-wrong-incident I sutured up was "allergic" to "all medications" so I was unable to sedate him (I did use lidocaine to block the wound area, though I believe if the girl - who was NOT the owner - had known what I was doing before I did it she would have insisted he was allergic to that TOO) to suture his forehead together, I thought that fixing up the 7 month old heavily sedated quarterhorse went pretty smoothly!
Driving back to the hospital to do night treatments, I was THRILLED to discover that neither my back nor my sciatic nerve hurt at all! My chiropractor's a genius!!!
Sunday morning, I completed treatments on the alpacas and then headed to the YMCA to get my basketball fix for the weekend. The pager didn't go off ONCE during the 2 hours I was playing. I managed to do something to my left (unsurgerized) ankle. I'd say I sprained it but it's not swollen, black and blue OR painful like a typical sprain... I kept playing and overall had a lot of fun.
Since I was nearly in Chardon, I went in search of a petfood store with ferret supplies, was misdirected by my GPS and ended up nearly to Lake Erie. It was a beautiful day for a drive, my back/sciatic were fine and the pager didn't go off, so no complaints! I took myself to lunch at Pizza Hut in Chardon, where I vaguely watched the first quarter of the Browns-Lions game (which started out well for Ohio, and turned into a rather embarrassing upset. I mean "go lioins"...er... nevermind, who cares? football, bah!) Just as I finished eating, the pager went off.
This horse was some arab national champ recently; all I could understand over the phone from the barn manager who speaks with a VERY thick spanish accent was that the horse was lame and the owner wanted radiographs. I called Dr. L to see if he'd meet me there (shock: he said sure), stopped by the clinic to get the radiograph machine and check on my patients, and headed south. Turns out the mare was tying up (severe muscle cramps in the back/gluteals).
As I was there I got a call from another client (well, actually, the wife of the guy who owned the boarding stable I was at) that her [also recent champ or something] arab gelding had been kicked in the pasture and had a very swollen front leg. The radiograph machine and I headed back north. Turns out that horse was fine (no fractures to the radius), so I headed back to the clinic to check on the patients.
Pager. Head south. Corner of the lip laceration. It was the weekend of arab champ lamenesses and horse head lacerations (Dr. K who was on call Monday night actually had another horse with a similar lip laceration!) Once I finished putting that horse back together, I met Dr. L and some pharmaceutical representatives at a local restaurant to review the radial radiographs and to eat a delicious dinner. While there, I managed to lock the keys in the truck (genius) and was rescued by my housemate bringing the "bag o keys" from the clinic, which luckily had a spare key in it!
The weekend sure beat the one at this time last year!!!