Pipp
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As noted in another thread, I had Pipp in for dental surgery today. There was a couple next to me picking uptheir pet, 'Henry' (or something).
While waiting for the pet to be retrieved, the girl at the counter was giving them instructions about meds, etc. It appeared that 'Henry' had just been neutered. He was getting Metacam.
I wondered what kind of pet 'Henry' was, thinking maybe he was a rabbit, but when the receptionistsaid to give him .9 cc's twice a day, I figured no, he had to be a cat or dog. But thenthey made reference to him being a rabbit. Hmm... Maybe I misheard the doseage. No.
I watched as thegirlpull out the plunger ona onecc syringe almost to the very top -- to .9 -- demonstrating how much to give him. A whole syringe full.
"Wow,' I sez to the couple(never one to not butt in).'You must have a pretty big rabbit."(I'm doing the math in my head and coming up with 20 lbs plus).
"No, he's not very big," sez the woman.Everybody went back todoing what they were doing.
I mention that I have a little dwarf that only gets .2 cc's once a day. The receptionist nods and smiles,the woman looks a little puzzled, but continues filing in the paperwork, etc. The guy is silent.
I tell them I run a bunny board, write down the RO web address and my user name on the back of a vet card (really need to get our own ASAP!) and tell them to check it out.
'Oh,' she sez. 'This is the site I went on to find THIS vet!'
Cool.
The receptionistwanders off and a vet tech comes out todeal with me and Pipp.I quietly suggest to her that she double-checks the meds dose for the people next to me.I get a blank stare.
They bring the couple's bunny out. He's smaller than Pipp. :shock:
The staffwander off again and Iquietly but firmly mention to the couple they should double check the dose. When the tech comes back, the woman points to me saysI'm questioning the dose.I nod.The vet tech says okay, she'll check with the vet, takes the bottle,shows it to the vet, and comes back and says it's correct.
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Yes," she answers. "It's .09, twice a day.
As an afterthought, she grabs a syringe, pulls up the plunger just a fraction of an inch-- . 09.
The woman looks a little pale, says good thing they checked. Shethanks me on the way out the door.
I mention that that kind of a mix-up can be pretty dangerous to the vet tech and the receptionist. More blank stares.
I get Pipp, deal with the bill, and take one more stab at getting through to them aboutthe Henry scenario. "My bunny board recommended the clinic to these people," I sez. "It's a bit disconcerting to see a rabbit prescribed 10 times the proper dose.
The receptionist smiles again and wanders off.Zero comprehension.
The vet tech shrugs.'On no, thedose was right. It wasrightonthe bottle. It was only the demonstration that was wrong."
Shefinally(sort of) clues in that just maybe their clients would go for the demonstration doseage and not even notice thedecimal point on the bottle.
"I'll have a word with the receptionist."
Yeah, you do that.
sas:attention:
While waiting for the pet to be retrieved, the girl at the counter was giving them instructions about meds, etc. It appeared that 'Henry' had just been neutered. He was getting Metacam.
I wondered what kind of pet 'Henry' was, thinking maybe he was a rabbit, but when the receptionistsaid to give him .9 cc's twice a day, I figured no, he had to be a cat or dog. But thenthey made reference to him being a rabbit. Hmm... Maybe I misheard the doseage. No.
I watched as thegirlpull out the plunger ona onecc syringe almost to the very top -- to .9 -- demonstrating how much to give him. A whole syringe full.
"Wow,' I sez to the couple(never one to not butt in).'You must have a pretty big rabbit."(I'm doing the math in my head and coming up with 20 lbs plus).
"No, he's not very big," sez the woman.Everybody went back todoing what they were doing.
I mention that I have a little dwarf that only gets .2 cc's once a day. The receptionist nods and smiles,the woman looks a little puzzled, but continues filing in the paperwork, etc. The guy is silent.
I tell them I run a bunny board, write down the RO web address and my user name on the back of a vet card (really need to get our own ASAP!) and tell them to check it out.
'Oh,' she sez. 'This is the site I went on to find THIS vet!'
Cool.
The receptionistwanders off and a vet tech comes out todeal with me and Pipp.I quietly suggest to her that she double-checks the meds dose for the people next to me.I get a blank stare.
They bring the couple's bunny out. He's smaller than Pipp. :shock:
The staffwander off again and Iquietly but firmly mention to the couple they should double check the dose. When the tech comes back, the woman points to me saysI'm questioning the dose.I nod.The vet tech says okay, she'll check with the vet, takes the bottle,shows it to the vet, and comes back and says it's correct.
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Yes," she answers. "It's .09, twice a day.
As an afterthought, she grabs a syringe, pulls up the plunger just a fraction of an inch-- . 09.
The woman looks a little pale, says good thing they checked. Shethanks me on the way out the door.
I mention that that kind of a mix-up can be pretty dangerous to the vet tech and the receptionist. More blank stares.
I get Pipp, deal with the bill, and take one more stab at getting through to them aboutthe Henry scenario. "My bunny board recommended the clinic to these people," I sez. "It's a bit disconcerting to see a rabbit prescribed 10 times the proper dose.
The receptionist smiles again and wanders off.Zero comprehension.
The vet tech shrugs.'On no, thedose was right. It wasrightonthe bottle. It was only the demonstration that was wrong."
Shefinally(sort of) clues in that just maybe their clients would go for the demonstration doseage and not even notice thedecimal point on the bottle.
"I'll have a word with the receptionist."
Yeah, you do that.
sas:attention: