I ended up staying up too late to get a post written last night, so I am making up for it this morning. It’s still Friday somewhere, so it totally counts as a Friday post.
First lecture was started with MUVSA (Massey University Veterinary Student Association) elections. We voted on President, Secretary, Treasurer, and Bar (event coordinators). The people that I voted for did not win, but I’m not terribly concerned with it. I’m sure that the elected people will do a fine job. Though I am annoyed that the Girls won the Bar after their terrible campaign making light of alcoholism and setting feminism back a couple decades (why should they be picked? tits and ass of course! *rolls eyes*). The lecture was boring and I didn’t pay much attention because it is literally ALL in the study guide. Thankfully he is done for a while and I wont see him again until the end of the semester (a couple weeks break).
Second lecture (immediately following first lecture) was Biochemistry. More lipid (fat) metabolism. The lecturer goes through his slides so fast that it’s hard to keep up. He also puts huge blocks of text on some of his slides (quite literally what you aren’t supposed to do). At the end of each lecture I feel like a survivor. I am very thankful for the book to look up what I don’t understand.
After lectures I stayed in the vet foyer studying Physiology for the test next week and waiting for Grand Rounds. There were three cases presented: Water balloon cow, Snake bite dog, and Leaky puppy.
The water balloon cow was what is called as a “Hydrops” cow. Upon presentation there were two options, either the water was in the foetal part of the placenta or the maternal part of the placenta. Either way there was an extreme accumulation of fluid that made the cow look barrel shaped. The cows that usually present with this are generally very dehydrated and thin. She was in relatively good condition and upon physical examination it was found that she had started parturition (giving birth) but couldn’t push because her uterus was so extremely distended. Because she was at a lower risk of shock and in relatively good health they opted to drain the fluid and assist the birth after supplying her with oral fluids and electrolytes. The risk for shock in less healthy animals is thought to be due to the sudden release of pressure on some of the big veins that go through the abdomen (caudal vena cava being one of them) causing a sudden, substantial increase in blood flow back to the heart. This cow was fine with the pressure drop and delivered two very small non-viable calves. She was a 5 year old Jersey with enough value to be worth saving. If she doesn’t get pregnant again they will likely cull her but since she gave birth early in the season she should be able to have enough time to recover before being bred again.
The Snake bite dog was a case from the US where rattle snakes are the most common venomous death monger. The little dachshund cross came in laterally recumbent (lying on its side) and very weak with a very swollen paw. They suspected rattle snake due to blood spots on the dog’s bed and that the dog lived outside in a run while the owners were away. They took blood samples to test and make sure before dosing with anti-venom and treated for shock (which the poor thing was clearly suffering from). The tests came back positive for things that indicate a snake bite is likely and a new and experimental anti-venom was tried. The first dose didn’t cause a marked improvement so after waiting an appropriate amount of time they gave a second dose. The second dose caused a mild allergic reaction (not as common in other species as it is in humans) which was treated. The dog was still puffy and sick when it was discharged 3 days after presentation, but was able to walk and gaining strength. Since it was an emergency facility and all of the follow up appointments would have been with the usual vet, they don’t know how the dog is doing now.
The final case was a 12 week old female Borzoi puppy. The breeder brought her in with siblings for a routine checkup and mentioned that she was constantly “damp” and peed on her bed, though was able to urinate normally as well. Upon ultrasound examination they found that she had an ectopic ureter (the tube from the kidney to the bladder inserted below where it should and bypassed the sphincter that holds the urine in until the properly potty trained puppy goes outside). The old method of fixing this problem was to go in surgically, cut the ureter and move it to where it should be. Because Massey vets are too cool for that (and because that procedure held quite a bit of risk being a long surgery with a high chance of hemorrhage) they opted to go in with a tiny scope and tiny scissors through her urethra and cut the ureter back until it was at the level of the bladder (basically opening up the top of the tube so that it goes to the right place, sorry no pics available for that one). The breeder took her home and she is still slightly incontinent, but hopefully with her first heat the hormones will help with that. Her new owner (she was sold) has scheduled for her spay to be at Massey after her first heat. They would normally recommend that she not be spayed, but because this is a heritable condition they don’t want the genes passed on (intentionally or accidentally) so will be doing what is best for her and future generations of Borzoi dogs.
After Grand Rounds was my Animal Handling practical for Cats. Which meant two hours of snuggling and petting various sweet cats being used at the Massey Research Facility. They are running nutrition trials on the cats so feeding them various things and seeing how the cats do on the food. There are some clearly food motivated cats (Tubby Tim hoovered up any food in his vicinity) and some not food motivated cats (one eyed Iko was thin and couldn’t care less about proffered treats). The building is not labeled because of the crazy PETA types who are opposed to animal testing (even though these cats live the sweet life). Anyway, we learned how to carry cats, hold cats for blood draws, and how to pop pills down their throats. Thanks to Littlun (my cat back home) and her asthma I am very good at popping pills down cat throats. The one other Cat Person and I finished first and passed the test so got to leave by 4 instead of 5 and I caught the early bus home.
For dinner I heated up the last of my leftover soup, and about halfway through consuming said soup my flatmate asked if I wanted to do pizza with her and some of our friends. FAIL. I had been craving pizza all day, so finished my soup and agreed to pizza anyway. I didn’t eat much of it but what I did eat was delicious. We stayed up talking and hanging out until almost 11:00 pm, and that is why I didn’t get my post written yesterday.