To be a veterinarian, you have to acquire
a sense of stubborn hope, so that in the dark years, you can recover and heal
and still never give up. Before I became what I am destined to be, I had to
learn about myself. My first and not last C.E.T. was based on the suicide rate
in the veterinary field, which reveals at a scary 30%. Three
vets have committed suicide in this year of 2017, and it lead to the C.E.T. and
the lessons I learned about myself.
There is nothing more heart breaking
when a pet dies; it effects the client and the veterinary team. I’ll never
forget when our clinic cat died of cancer; every
client that knew her came to the clinic to pay their respect and some of us
still feel the loss of Tallulah, but that’s just one of the many challenges in
the vet life. We have to deal with death, which is uncomfortable for most people, and you’ll never really here them talk about it. Yet that’s not all that can get a vet to go crazy;
one of the other things are the clients themselves. I have those clients that
love their animals so much that they won’t let go even if they are in immense
pain. Blackie, for example, was the sweetest dog on three feet and this dog
suffered. He had bone cancer which took one of his legs and went into the other
leg which we couldn’t take off. Every Saturday at 11:00am Blackie would come in
for a new cast, we would decorate it with different gauze colors and cut out
designs for him, but as the weeks turn to months and months turned to years
Blackie’s leg got painful and swollen with hair loss. My doctor wanted
euthanasia, but the owner was like ‘nope,
just change the bandage and let us be on our way, oh and can we get some pain
killers?’ It made every one of us mad and mournful; we loved Blackie, but we didn’t want him to suffer. He couldn’t
even walk; the owner practically carried him to and from the car- I’ve never
seen that dog walk, and that was only the beginning.
The stubborn hope is necessary for
this field because we will go through grief and longings that may never be. I
still grieve for many pets that I’ve seen go, and it is hard because grief can
last for years before you start to heal. So my advice is if you want to pull
through cry, talk, share, and know. Crying helps to get rid of toxins in the
brain when you’ve gone through negative emotions. Talking helps to relieve
stress and helps to get bonded to the team, which also goes to sharing the sad
days, the busy days, the many stressful days to come. So then finally, know
that you are not alone, you have a team that feels like you do when something
tragic in that clinic happens and always have hope for the better.
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