My first rotation was good and bad--it consisted of half days in parasitology and clin path. Good, because I needed the other half of those days to do follow up care on my dog, garden, and sleep. Bad because clin path with just more of the same, a lot of sitting in lecture trying not to fall asleep and learning nothing new.
My first real rotation, therefore, was surgery. Which was amazing, and awesome, and I loved it. The first three days were harrowing, since it wasn't just a new rotation, it was the first time I'd been in a clinic in the role of an almost-vet. My first spay took five hours, which is really not something to boast about. On the other hand, it was a fat, adult rottie who started some insidious hemorrhaging and required multiple dives into her abdomen to find the blood vessel in question. Still, I felt way less than smart. In comparison, my three hour spay this week was a breeze.
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