Ask me anything:
Veterinary fag, slept with a 9mm pistol in hand last night, unemployed, 33rd birthday.
6am and I have tequila, I've been offered 3 jobs this week that I turned down (10 years in my field, lots of references and I'm well known in the area).
Suicide rate in my field is 10-20%. I think about it constantly but due to a lack of belief in an afterlife I hesitate.
>please respond
Shameless self bump, but actually not a terrible article
Suicide in veterinary medicine: Let’s talk about it : ncbi.nlm.nih.gov
I'm thankful to vets because they help puppers and many people love their puppers.
Sorry you are down dude. Let someone look after the gun for you until you feel ok again.
cheer up mate, more in this life yet
I own quite a few, I bought this one specifically last week.
I am terrified of doing something else, but I've walked into and then abandoned 3 jobs my first day on the clock within 2 hours.
I tried to enroll in my local school to work toward some sort of degree (I have a 2 year but it's in art, yeah, I know) and they told me unless I knew what major I wanted they wouldn't consider me.
I can't decide whether to get hammered and play video games since it's my birthday, or to go out and start looking for some random jobs. I hate to say I'd go back to waiting tables, but I would at this point.
I forgot to say thank you, anons
What do you do for a living, and do you like it?
do you have any pets? if so, are you aggressive with them?
Thanks for fixing up my dog.
Cheer up user, you help puppers. If you die, who can say the next person won't intentionally kill the puppers you saved? Do it for the puppers if not yourself.
Please don't an hero. My beautiful pupper might get hurt and have no vet to go to. Regards from Peanut.
I have three canines, ranging from 3 pounds to 80 pounds. I'm assertive with them, but I wouldn't call it aggressive - I don't have human children so to me as a divorcee they're kind of my substitute. If anything I spoil them. They have their own bedroom for when I can't watch them. I will not hesitate to correct them, though.
Although I know we're probably not talking about the exact same animal, thanks for appreciating whomever did the actual work. Would be glad to any time.
Intentionally killing puppers is unfortunately part of the job periodically. Euthanasia is not fun to elect or perform, but it's one of the best things we can do when good days become bad days. It's part of why our suicide rate is so high - we're used to being able to end life when it's unpleasant, and having to make a decision about what unpleasant means.
That is one beautiful dogger. The first dog I ever worked on was named Peanut, and had eaten some string that wouldn't pass and caused lacerations to the intestines. Surgical correction was effective.
Anons, thank you so much for the replies (no homo). It's a really bad day, and nobody I know was awake.
I also feel the need to clarify that I'm not a doctor, I'm a technician, but a damn good one. Just because we're all being open here.
No. I have 25 years in IT. I hate it beyond reason. I wish I had done forestry or vet but have dependents. I'll probably die of a stroke rebuilding a server near dawn.
Oh, and I have been looking for a cat - had to euthanize mine a few years ago due to kidney disease which he fought for 5 years, he made it to 19 years old. I couldn't accept a new cat until now but I think I'm ready, except not being sure I'd want to commit to it then it has to find another home.
My 3 pound chihuahua is approaching 14 years or so and aside from various orthopedic problems he's been fighting recently he has developed a form of cognitive dysfunction / canine alzheimers, so I'm enjoying his last months as much as I can.
Tell me more about Peanut
What kind of doggo do you have?
>picture theme change due to laziness about looking through folders.
Well then you can't suicide because you will leave your puppers without a guardian. That is all you need to remember. You need them. They need you.
Weirdly when I resigned my most recent position the practice administrator told me she though I'd do better in IT. I have no idea where that came from.
I'm getting the impression you're not recommending it, but out of curiosity, what would be the prerequisites to actually make money in that profession?
It was a thorough-bred mutt. Closest approximation was german shepard chow. She just walked up to the house one day as a puppy.
Inducing OCD via caffine and nicotine. Ability to stay awake for 36 hours. Ability to take verbal and written abuse. Ability to not give a fuck but continue. Ability to deal with endless used car style vendors and handle the fact of your inevitable personal obsolescence.
OP again
Not to whine, but I forgot the part where the girl who lived with me and I worked with for the past 3 years got weird and I moved her out last weekend. She moved in about a month after my wife left after an 8 year marriage with no kids. She worked out 90m cardio daily minimum and ate about 900 calories so she stopped menstruating / being able to have kids.
Now I have a 6'4" 320lb man living in my home to help pay bills.
Ability to know that working 20 years in IT is less worthwile that one vet saving one kids/lonely guy/old ladies pupper from doom in 30 minutes.
I read that as German-Shepherd Cow : P exdee I had a german shepherd chow mix, and am literally looking at a painting of her on the wall above my monitor. If I get frisky I could post a picture. She was a wonderful dog usually, although very defensive of family members. She was found under a burned house in a litter.
You said "was" though, what happened?
Been there. You will survive. Guns and being down are not a good combo though. You know I actually know a guy whos wife went vegan fruitbat nuts and same. These things do happen man. I have a 10/10 blonde who goes apseshit insane when she takes the pill. Which she decides to try again about 4 times a year. Women. They are what they are.
Oh, we put her to sleep a while ago. She was actually much older when we put her to sleep than we should have let her get. I had trouble convincing my father that we needed to put her down. Bad arthritis - like obviously. And her mind was gone. I mean, i know that's a little hard to say, what with the it can't talk thing. But you could... tell. She got old as fuck though. We once spent 4 grand rebuilding one of her legs.
That sounds absolutely terrible, why would you continue to do it? That's sort of where I am right now - I feel like I've reached a point in my career where I have more to offer than my current options allow. I could be a doctor, or a practice administrator, but I have to make changes to get those things to happen.
That's why I've stayed in the field so long. I've always felt connected to it, and like I was doing something worth more than just what I was paid. I never had a job, I had something I wanted to go do.
I feel like that's lost now, and like I still love it but that I can't do it without it being a "job". There's a lot to the field other than saving lives - there is a ton, and I mean a TON, of just go through the motions and collect specimens and administer vaccines and tell people their pet needs better care than they're giving it but they won't do it because they don't understand basics of things like periodontal disease and heartworm prevention.
Also all of the times that like, say, a college kid comes in with 3 sick puppies that all need hospitalization and IV fluids, so the estimate is like $3000, and they want to do the right thing but can't afford it so you euthanize the puppers because they're so sick : (
>pic is a rough one but fuck it - one of the jobs I turned down was running a spay / castration clinic at a shelter partially because they will spay a dog that's about to go into labor because they're "no kill" but it doesn't count if you euthanize a pupper that hasn't been born and was removed during a spay, even if it's viable and would survive out of the womb.
Fuck, man. Tequila.
All dogs can communicate. It is their area of genius.
To be fair, the pill is full of hormones, which twist and derange the natural balance of their bodies. There's a chemical reason why they go apeshit when they flood their body with estrogen probably farmed from horse abortions. It's not women. It's pretty fucked up frankenscience. There's places in the world where what chemists do to make the pills that your women eat would be recognized as ritualistic black magic.
But it does let you stick it in her, and rustle your jimmies without making children, so I understand the appeal.
start something new what you'd like to do
that will make your mind busy and you won't think about the fact; life is shit
i was in depression and just started to exercise both my my body and my mind daily (for me it was training and learning languages at home - since im introverted as fuck)
but it does help if you like to do it
i'd like to work with dogs too but i wont go out cuz i hate ppl and i live in a flat so just do whatever you can and like which is not killing anybody nor yorself lul
my my and i made trips holy shit son
trips into dubs fuck me im gonna buy a lottery ticket today
I was raised on a cattle farm raising from calves. Looking back the brutality is breath taking. It is not about the animals it is about the people. I love puppers truly but the point is that you and what you do can save someone from the soul burning hell of their loved pupper being gone. That can be the most important thing in their universe. What you can do is a shit load more important than keeping some erp system upright. Yes you have to put them down but the ones you have to put down are not the big deal...the big deal is the lonely guy who is a recluse who has a pupper he brings in. You save that dog and you maybe save him. That kid who has a shitty existence aside from their pupper. You save the pupper you safe them. Its not the fails that matter in what you do. It is the wins.
To quote a movie, I've killed just about everything that walks or crawls. I don't much like that now but it is done. Death goes with life. You don't have one without the other and their is no point choosing to dwell on death when you can dwell on life.
No. I'd rather she had a child. Kids are cool and I already have kids. The pill actually reduced libido and with some women fundamentally fucks with their mental wiring to the extreme. This is a life observation. Can change the kind of man they are attracted to etc. Combined with blood clotting risks for some women it is a social disaster. Some day the planet will realise just how much harm the pill did to women and men by inducing mass insanity.
You spoke truth and trips
Join a trade union.
Do a real days worth of work.
Repeat that for a week.
Then sit back and enjoy the tiredness and alchohol.
You're in a woman's profession.
No wonder your all sad.
Dumbass. You assume because you work moving your arms up and down that no one else ever has or lifted themselves from that. Your not special you are a fucking pleb aand you have nothing worth knowing for anyone except pride in your own failure.
Join a union? Fuck off you collectivised retard.
Ahaha you're a massive homo.
You couldn't hold my bootstraps faggot.
The ex was actually menstruating normally while on the pill, when she came off is when we discovered she'd wrecked her hypothalamus. Think of it like a ballerina or a gymnast, where they're stunted.
That's a difficult situation, particularly when someone is holding on emotionally and unable to see the physical signs. The "dementia" portion is harder to notice, but usually people handle it better - telling someone their pet is in pain when they view it as "just getting old and slow" is a hard conversation. Did they do any chronic therapy / medications or just ignore it as she "slowed down"?
Hitler dubs checked
I have said for years that doggos exist to teach us how to be sincere. Kitters exist to teach us not to fuck with them.
I'm the weird fucker who likes wearing a condom. Cleaner, safer, last longer. Whatevs.
Jesus son, did you know you were carrying those trips when you came into the thread? You could hurt a motherfucker with that.
My mind not being busy is why I'm dying right now. I don't feel stimulated by what I love, and that is a mind-blowing thing. I mean, this field is not something you do for money, you do it because you love it. As far as training, I do some modified kung-fu, I've had to develop a new technique due to some reconstructive surgeries on my right leg that left me in a wheelchair for a couple of years and unable to continue my tae kwon do since that's pretty much all kicks.
I don't encourage gambling, but you seem lucky today. OK, I guess I encourage gambling. I'm a big believe in luck.
He did do the "she's just old and slow" rationalization, but he also knew for a long time that it was just a rationalization, but he felt killing her was "betraying her" and he also didn't want her last few minutes to be her scared to death getting driven over to the vet and then being at the vet. Both of things she had classically been terrified by. We ended up having the vets bring the equipment over and do it in the house.
Unlike you I moved out of menial labour a long time ago. You stay there and slap yourself on the back for being a good faggot while you contemplate your bootstraps....which no one other than you gives a fuck about. You are replaceable and expendable. You choose that.Deal with it.
Sauce on movie? I'm all over something that will kill 90 minutes so I can quit thinking (and weirdly listening to Rihanna when I'm usually into death metal)
Bitches be trippin', yoh. Bitches be trippin'. I can't figure out if I'm ready to find one yet or not. The most recent chick was pretty solid, did laundry, cooked, earns twice what I earn, but she would get weird about me texting an old girlfriend about something, or like, if I went to band practice she'd accuse me of infidelity. The topper was when a Doctor we both worked with "quit" (read was fired) I went to lunch with her and bitch flipped out saying "was it fucking worth it?" implying I'd gone to fuck this coworker who is married with kids.
Advice, anons?
>your
Dude, no.
I'm fine with a woman's profession, although veterinary medicine is so classically considered male that you'd say that is absurd. Everyone calls me "doctor" because I'm a guy, and every distributor says "he" when asking about "Dr. So-and-so". Advice appreciated though, I've considered physical labor to try to purify myself so to speak. Alcohol is overboard. Way overboard.
Advice also noted, but there is no need to be this angry.
You're just making him look better by continuing the hostility.
Nobody here has any cats? I've heard about 2 doggos but no kitters.
>pic related, vulpine wanted so fucking bad
Oh, I heard you faggots would argue about anything: Regardless of the obvious faults in my requirements of an a/b answer that ignores existing species, is a fox a dog or a cat. Same question for a hyena.
Did he die???
Do you like this video?
22 vets die a day.
Unforgiven is the movie. Worth a watch. Should be on any putlocker.
Most areas will have a referral vet who exclusively does in-home euthanasia. I'm glad that was an option for you guys - there isn't really a lot of "equipment" needed. Weirdly, even though I've injected euthanasia solution and stopped hearts many times, I'd opt for a gun for myself as I hate needles : /
Many schools of thought state that physical labor is actually a source of meditation and leads to better mental health, in addition to the clear physical benefits of strengthening.
That being said, I'm not really wanting to like work in a factory, because fuck that.
Well, when euthanizing your pet, you'd have to clean up all the little bits of brain and skull. When you do it to yourself, there is a lot less burden on you about clean up.
Been there.
You need to see a psychiatrist and definitely quit drinking. They have drugs like Naltrexone that make it pretty easy.
Also, you probably need some sort of mood stabilizer.
You'll feel better. You won't be "cured" but you'll probably be a LOT happier.
Sincerely, another user who has walked in your shoes
Jesus fucking christ I'm dying over here
>been here for a minute, nicely played
Delete this! MODS MODS MODS
Is this statistic global, national, etc?
What the fuck is a putlocker? Also, wasn't Unforgiven a Client Eastwood movie?
You're a dunce. That's why you joined a cuckclub oh I mean a union.
>Many schools of thought state that physical labor is actually a source of meditation and leads to better mental health, in addition to the clear physical benefits of strengthening.
I've worked amongst other things as a cattle hand, barman, warehouse staff, soldier, office gofor, psych security before I hit IT. There is nothing, nothing morally or physically uplifting about menial work except its core message. Improve yourself and get out of it.
This is actually a valid point. Nicely done, sir.
I've had Xanax in my glove box for like 6 months that I've never taken. One of my best friends is married to a psych, and I've thought about talking to him, but I'd be embarrassed because I know him. I can't picture talking to a random stranger either though. : /
Also, and I don't understand this, but
>pic related
Is the funniest god damned thing I've ever seen.
I'm not in it, I'm OP
Xanax is addictive. Tried it once after being shook by a death and binned it after a few days because I could feel myself getting hooked. Bad stuff. I'd have been better going for walks.
There's pets out there that need you OP.
My vet saved my dog's life twice, an emergency c-section and a few years later emergency tracheal stent. The field may suck but it has purpose. I'd step in front of a bullet for my vet. Do it for the pets.
Intended for the glorious bootstraps to contemplate when he is next knocking back whiskey to forget his week.
That dog still loves you though you put a wig on it. Remarkable. You must have had a nice tasty treat to hand when that pic was taken.
No u, that's his natural hair.
I assume he's already scheming for a presidential nomination then. After the tasty treat.
>veterinary fag
>unemployed
pick one. you can't identify yourself with a "field" if you don't have an actual job.
lolwut? People hold professions for decades and those people sometimes become unemployed. They don't lose 30 years of experience on the day they quit their job.
for sure, but they don't stay "doctors" after they stopped being doctors, experience has nothing to do with it...
The letters Dr. and MD surrounding their name would disagree
>but they don't stay "doctors" after they stopped being doctors
Actually they do. In fact they retain that title even after they've died.
I have cats. Two what we think are tabby/maine coon girls. They are the only thing that kept me alive for a long time. About to start school for vet oddly enough.
>penguins
Not even mad, it's not mine. I'm a flyers girl. More of my fluffs.
Please don't an hero, I have two kitties that might one day need attention, and a pupper with gigantism.
Pic related, it's my cat.
The world is gonna go on with or without you. Stop worrying about shit and just try and be happy however you can.
Moar cats to keep this alive.
Also my rattos.
Don't do it OP! You're a good person and this world NEEDS good people like you! Go to your doctor, get advice, go to therapy sessions. Don't let everything you've done go to waste!
I'm not sure if you work with exotics or not, but you folks saved my bunnies twice now, and you have no idea how grateful I am for your expertise. Please don't kill yourself.
OP still here.
This is why I haven't tried it. I pace back and forth on an 18 foot path between my kitchen and my aquarium room at least 90% of the time that I'm awake and home.
Gotcha
Checked
Already stated I'm not a Doctor, I'm a technician, and regardless of how you feel about my employment status I feel like if a car mechanic fixes Toyotas for 10 years then quits a job, they're probably still a mechanic.
When you say start school for vet, are you talking about beginning an undergrad degree, going to a vet school, or going for an LVT?
They're definitely candidates for Maine Coon, how heavy are they?
Cute kitter. Borderline Bengal pattern, any idea where it came from? Also, pupper with Gigantism would be rare, what's going on?
Checked, and thanked.
Anons that have replied, you have no idea how much this thread has helped me. I can't believe this many responses and not one "Do it faggot :D"
Actually, the Doctor I started under for my first 3 years is known as the Bunny Doc. His wife is also a vet and they own about 160 guinea pigs and bunnies. I haven't done birds or herps though.
Thanks for the encouragement - I hate being a total faggot but it's just such a bad day.
Noice, how many?
That's awesome. But, yeah, as I'd said, you work in a thankless field. When things go right, they go well; you won't really hear back from most of your clients because all's well again in their world. I can imagine there's a lot of death involved in your profession -- my brother's a physician, so I've heard stories. Try to focus on the good. Happiness is all about perspective, cliche as that may sound (it's true).
Commenting with a picture of my pupper to cheer you up. Please don't an hero, user. There's animals out there yet that need you, even if there's no people.
2 rattos, both girls. Ori and Alleria.
The little cat is 11 pounds now, the fluff is almost 15.
