justginger
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I had a terrible vet.
Terrible.
Once, Bella, my Great Dane ate some bedding. She seemed to be passing it out fine, and the vet told me to monitor it. All was well, until she vomited a couple of days later and it still had bedding in it. Obviously it hadn''t all passed, like we thought.
I first called the vet, who reduced me to tears by calling me "maliciously negligent" and saying that if I didn''t want to pay for the treatment of an animal, I wasn''t fit to be its owner.
I had a kitten die THREE WEEKS earlier after abdominal surgery, hence my slight apprehension of having her under the knife until it was a necessary evil.
The vet operated, Bella got better. Except when I went to pick her up, she had a big (5-6 inches) patch of raw skin on her shoulder. The vet said that when the nurse rubbed that area, it just sloughed off and she had never seen anything like it. I took her home, kept her on antibiotics, and watched as a giant scab formed. I kept waiting for it to fall off and it didn''t. Finally I came home one afternoon and noticed it had developed an odor. It was obviously infected.
I returned to the vet (a glutton for punishment
), and once again was treated like a stupid child. I was told that I was "quite possibly the worst owner" she had ever seen. She used the most aggressive tone of voice and choice of words -- and it was the THIRD time she made me cry! She told me that it was obviously a fast developing tumor and I needed to approve immediate surgery.
The whole situation seemed off. I managed to convince her to send me home with antibiotics ($120!) over the long weekend, on the condition I would call during the week and schedule her cancer treatments to begin.
I immediately went to another vet for a second opinion (his clinic is over an hour away and he''s worth every single second of the drive!), and was told that it was a deep abscess that had been, more than likely, caused by an injectible that she was given during/after her surgery.
Not cancer at all. The second vet saw her, cut off the scab, excised the necrotic tissue, packed the wound, and sent me home with more antibiotics, painkillers, and antiseptic cream for -- $40.
I have been fuming at the first vet ever since. I resisted any angry words until this evening; I just wrote a three page letter to her and fully intend to send it. She treated me like rubbish and charged me the earth (her initial abdominal surgery was just short of $3000 -- a procedure the second vet said he would have charged approximately $1800 for). Can you even imagine what would have happened if she had started CANCER TREATMENT on a dog with an abscess (caused by her, to add insult to injury)???
I will never forget the venomous words she spewed at me.
I don''t know how she stays in business.
Does anyone else have a terrible vet story? Or am I the only one in the world who managed to find such a horrible specimen?

Once, Bella, my Great Dane ate some bedding. She seemed to be passing it out fine, and the vet told me to monitor it. All was well, until she vomited a couple of days later and it still had bedding in it. Obviously it hadn''t all passed, like we thought.
I first called the vet, who reduced me to tears by calling me "maliciously negligent" and saying that if I didn''t want to pay for the treatment of an animal, I wasn''t fit to be its owner.

The vet operated, Bella got better. Except when I went to pick her up, she had a big (5-6 inches) patch of raw skin on her shoulder. The vet said that when the nurse rubbed that area, it just sloughed off and she had never seen anything like it. I took her home, kept her on antibiotics, and watched as a giant scab formed. I kept waiting for it to fall off and it didn''t. Finally I came home one afternoon and noticed it had developed an odor. It was obviously infected.
I returned to the vet (a glutton for punishment

The whole situation seemed off. I managed to convince her to send me home with antibiotics ($120!) over the long weekend, on the condition I would call during the week and schedule her cancer treatments to begin.
I immediately went to another vet for a second opinion (his clinic is over an hour away and he''s worth every single second of the drive!), and was told that it was a deep abscess that had been, more than likely, caused by an injectible that she was given during/after her surgery.

I have been fuming at the first vet ever since. I resisted any angry words until this evening; I just wrote a three page letter to her and fully intend to send it. She treated me like rubbish and charged me the earth (her initial abdominal surgery was just short of $3000 -- a procedure the second vet said he would have charged approximately $1800 for). Can you even imagine what would have happened if she had started CANCER TREATMENT on a dog with an abscess (caused by her, to add insult to injury)???

I will never forget the venomous words she spewed at me.

Does anyone else have a terrible vet story? Or am I the only one in the world who managed to find such a horrible specimen?