{"id":435,"date":"2008-03-12T10:34:45","date_gmt":"2008-03-12T15:34:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/2008\/03\/12\/i-would-make-a-terrible-nurse\/"},"modified":"2008-03-12T10:34:45","modified_gmt":"2008-03-12T15:34:45","slug":"i-would-make-a-terrible-nurse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/2008\/03\/12\/i-would-make-a-terrible-nurse\/","title":{"rendered":"I would make a terrible nurse"},"content":{"rendered":"

luckily he is feeling much better and downing tons of Gatorade.\u00a0 Whew.\u00a0 Fingers are crossed it doesn’t tear through the rest of the house.<\/p>\n

When I was college (and pre-vet) I could do anything animal related.\u00a0 When my neighbor backed over his little tiny dog I was on it.\u00a0 Wrapping that little thing up and helping him take it in (it survived), i.v’s and dogs with parvo, injured and abused- you name it.<\/p>\n

But people, whole different story.<\/p>\n

Obviously I eventually decided that vet school was not for me. When I was at UT<\/a> my roomate and I had the most fantastic vet for our dogs.\u00a0 He owns a large animal hospital <\/a>there in Austin, he was so good with the dogs, always eager to share information.\u00a0 And of course the fact that he was very good-looking was nice too \ud83d\ude42\u00a0 (but a lot older, and married with kids…)<\/p>\n

He sat me down a couple times to talk about vet school- letting me get the inside view.\u00a0 I worked for a different vet at the time so I thought that I knew what I was getting into.\u00a0 But he explained that 80% of the work was dealing with people.\u00a0 People who a lot of times don’t share your views on what is right for their pet.\u00a0 People who don’t want to pay for the health of their pet, to save their life- or simply can’t.\u00a0 The abuse, the neglect, the frustration.\u00a0 The schooling is incredibly hard, the pay (unless you own your own hospital) not all that great.\u00a0 He suggested med school.
\nI didn’t give up on my dream of being a vet.\u00a0 Right after I had my first baby (after we had moved to Columbus) I talked to OSU’s vet school.\u00a0 I somehow got hooked up with one of their young female professors who was also a vet.\u00a0 She too had a young baby.\u00a0 She was honest, she told me that she never saw her child.\u00a0 She had to work all the time.\u00a0 She missed her family, she even missed her own dogs.\u00a0 The pay was bad.<\/p>\n

At that point it was re-evaluation time.\u00a0\u00a0 Baby had to come first.\u00a0 And my life took a different route.\u00a0 It’s weird to think about different paths- I have never regretted mine.
\nWow, not sure where that came from- yet another rambling post.<\/p>\n

Here are todays “out the door”<\/p>\n

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luckily he is feeling much better and downing tons of Gatorade.\u00a0 Whew.\u00a0 Fingers are crossed it doesn’t tear through the rest of the house. When I was college (and pre-vet) I could do anything animal related.\u00a0 When my neighbor backed over his little tiny dog I was on it.\u00a0 Wrapping that little thing up and helping him take it in (it survived), i.v’s and dogs with parvo, injured and abused- you name it. But people, whole different story. Obviously I eventually decided that vet school was not for me. When I was at UT my roomate and I had the most fantastic vet for our dogs.\u00a0 He owns a large animal hospital there in Austin, he was so good with the dogs, always eager to share information.\u00a0 And of course the fact that he was very good-looking was nice too \ud83d\ude42\u00a0 (but a lot older, and married with kids…) He sat me down a couple times to talk about vet school- letting me get the inside view.\u00a0 I worked for a different vet at the time so I thought that I knew what I was getting into.\u00a0 But he explained that 80% of the work was dealing with people.\u00a0 People who a lot of times don’t share your views on what is right for their pet.\u00a0 People who don’t want to pay for the health of their pet, to save their life- or simply can’t.\u00a0 The abuse, the neglect, the frustration.\u00a0 The schooling is incredibly hard, the pay (unless you own your own hospital) not all that great.\u00a0 He suggested med school. I didn’t give up on my dream of being a vet.\u00a0 Right after I had my first baby (after we had moved to Columbus) I talked to OSU’s vet school.\u00a0 I somehow got hooked up with one of their young female professors who was also a vet.\u00a0 She too had a young baby.\u00a0 She was honest, she told me that she never saw her child.\u00a0 She had to work all the time.\u00a0 She missed her family, she even missed her own dogs.\u00a0 The pay was bad. At that point it was re-evaluation time.\u00a0\u00a0 Baby had to come first.\u00a0 And my life took a different route.\u00a0 It’s weird to think about different paths- I have never regretted mine. Wow, not sure where that came from- yet another rambling post. Here are todays “out the door”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-435","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-elisalou"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/435","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=435"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/435\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=435"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=435"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=435"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}