03 February 2008

Did she say...Ice Cream?

Ok, so I work for a vet. Going on 3 years now. My co worker has been there for 15. I have seen many hundreds of surgeries, she has seen thousands.

Usually when the dogs come out of surgery, we monitor them until they regain consciousness, pull the treach tube out of their mouths, and put them in their respective cages.

Occasionally, but not often, a dog will have a reaction to the anesthesia upon awakening and have mild seizures. At which point she or I will CALMLY inform the doctor. If they persist for longer than 5 minutes, the doctor administers a counter reative drug to the dog and the seizures stop. Most of the time they abate in three to five minutes on their own.

No cause for alarm, no freaking out.

But not today.

Because today, there was a woman in our clinic that was not about to allow anything less than full scale drama.

Please keep in mind that she doesn't work at our clinic, it was not her dog and she is not a client with us.

She was just a visitor.

When poochy started shaking, she LEAPT into the floor to hulk over him. And started barking orders at us like a head nurse in a busy ER.
"Ice! I need ice! Do you have ice packs? Or ice cream? Some one go get an ice pack!"

Um...? Ice cream?

Maybe I misheard.

One of the other ladies in the room jumps to attention and runs to find an icepack while Sheri tries to explain to Nurse Attilla that it is just the drug wearing off and the dog will be fine.

But no, NA has read the latest medical magazines and knows the true course we should take here.

She catches my eye and urgently commands me to go fetch some "ice cream or some honey or something sweet".

She plans to feed it to the dog to stop the seizures.

Does anyone remember that scene in Steel Magnolias where Julia Roberts has a diabetic seizure and freaks out? And her mother is trying to force a drink of OJ down her goosle?

Exactly that; only with a tiny dog who is not a diabetic, and needs drugs not dessert.

By this time the doctor had the drug ready to administer, takes the dog from Nurse Attilla, gives the shot, and all is well.

I bet when N.A. tells this story to her friends (hostages) she feeds the dog the ice cream and saves his life.

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