Today is John's surgery day. He is usually booked up solid with no extra time until after five in the evenings. So when he came home mad today, I asked what was wrong.
On top of surgeries the staff have been saying yes to walk ins and giving them to my very tired Dr. husband. Right before lunch a lady came in demanding to see a Vet. so he said ok and took her and a thirteen yr. old Rottweiler to the exam room. The lady complained that he hasn't eaten for two weeks.
So, now it is an emergency...today, not last week, not the week before...today.
John told me the teeth on poor old dog were rotting out of it's head, he was old and arthritic, and had a huge mass in it's stomach. (cancer)
The lady went on and on about him helping her baby and so he offered surgery, but because of the age couldn't promise anything.
Then he told her the price and waited for her answer.
After hearing the surgery cost she starts going off on him about the "spirits" and that they were telling her not to have the surgery. They told her if she tried this new herb thing she saw on t.v the dog would be cured. The spirits were not happy with my husband and on and on.......uh huh.
Sad thing is, this isn't the first time my Dr. has encountered this and it probably won't be the last.
After taking up 45 mins. in the exam room, with his actual patients waiting for him, she left with her dyeing dog to go buy some herbs.
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