Short update over what’s been happening the past month:

Radiology — good rotation, although sitting in the dark gets hard on the eyes.
Surgery — this rotation is exhausting!  The good news is that it’s been surprisingly less painful than I was expecting.  We shall see if this maintains after I get my grades back.

In the midst of trying to finish up the last run in vet school, I’ve had a very scary wake-up call to reality in the form of trying to find a job.  As if trying to find a place that is hiring, let alone willing to take on a new graduate, isn’t stressful enough, throw in all the licenses I have to get.  One degree and passing a national “standardized” test wasn’t hard enough, each state has its own licensing protocol.  (Hence the word “standardized” in quotations.  Each state also has its own licensing exam.)  Being within commuting distance of 2 more states and not having a job yet, I’m applying for multiple licenses.  This requires multiple letters of recommendation, transcript requests, certified birth certificates, and even fingerprints.  Not to mention another huge chunk of cash just to apply.

At this point, my hair starts to frizz without the help of the Oklahoma humidity.  Of course, this couldn’t possibly be enough.  On top of this, the Oklahoma government is trying to pass a bill that would allow lay people to perform equine dentistry.  Mind you, I’m fine with trained individuals floating horses teeth.  The problem centers around the use of prescription drugs.  These lay people, regardless of their “training,” CANNOT use prescription drugs legally to help sedate the horses or even provide pain management.  Period.  So either there are going to be a lot of unsedated horses going through a potentially painful procedure with no pharmaceutical assistance, or there’s going to be an increase in black market drug sales.  In a state that has to regulate Sudafed thanks to the large numbers of meth labs, I’m really not comfortable allowing unlicensed people have unregulated access to narcotics.  And I won’t even address the potential complications that can arise that, again, these people don’t have the legal licenses (or training) to deal with.  The scariest part?  This is all just the beginning.

All I wanted to do was save the sea turtles.

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