Bleh.

Today was no better, unfortunately. My colleague had a rocking night - including a gunshot wound dog, a GDV, and a nasty laceration repair. She reports that everyone was courteous, patient with the wait, and did what she recommended. She took the GDV to surgery, fixed the gunshot wound, and sewed up the laceration. My day, on the other hand, was "no, I can´t afford the $92 to see the veterinarian. WHAT, you don't LOVE animals? You're going to let Fluffy suffer??" and, "We can't afford that, we're going to have to put him down." Mix in the usual old, sick animal euthanasias...and it was the third day in a row that has been a downer.

It comes in waves like this for each of us. Sometimes we individually just have very bad times. Times where we don't communicate well with owners, times where no one listens to our recommendations, times when we want to quit what we're doing and go flip burgers.

I know it will pass, but it's demoralizing in the short term.