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Casper wasn't eating this afternoon, and normally, with it being the weekend and my own vets being closed this weekend, I would've given him the gut meds that my vet lets me have for when he's having one of his not-eating episodes in the weekends, but I've run out, so I had to take him to the vet. Unfortunately, the vet on weekend duty this weekend is one I've seen before a few years ago, and wasn't exactly pleased about. But, you know, Casper needed meds, so off we went, and, oh my god, I might as well not have bothered. The vet asked if Casper has had problems eating before, so I told him about Casper's trouble with his teeth, so the vet checked his teeth and said he didn't see anything weird. Then he weighed Casper, and then he ran his hands over him and checked his nails 
roll and that was it. That was the examination. He didn't even listen to his guts, or ask if he was still pooping, or anything. He just said he was going to give him an injection for his guts (melo...something...motyl?), so he did, but he wouldn't give me any gut medication to take home with me, because he never does that, he said. So, I asked for how long the injection would work, and he said it would work for about 12 hours, so I asked what I was supposed to do after that, and he shrugged and said, "Well, hopefully he's eating again by then." How useless can you be! If we could make bunnies feel better by hoping I wouldn't have taken him to a vet!
As a bonus, the vet and his assistant were freaking anti-maskers. There were signs in the waiting room and on the doors, saying you have to disinfect your hands and keep your distance for other clients and from the vet, and to let the assistant handle the animal, and... 1. they're not even wearing masks, 2. the assistant was sitting on a chair working on the computer and the vet kept telling me to come closer so I could hold Casper, so how, exactly, am I supposed to keep my distance??, 3. I couldn't keep my distance from the assistant, either, because she was sitting really closely to the examination table and next to the PIN machine, and 4. the vet kept sniffing. And I'm really ****** off, because I've been so, so careful for months now, because the last thing I need is COVID on top of my ME, and here these people aren't even following their own rules or the goverment's rules.
The vet wasn't exactly friendly, either.
Casper still isn't eating, so I'll go have dinner and let him recover from the vet visit and then I'll syringe feed him.
roll and that was it. That was the examination. He didn't even listen to his guts, or ask if he was still pooping, or anything. He just said he was going to give him an injection for his guts (melo...something...motyl?), so he did, but he wouldn't give me any gut medication to take home with me, because he never does that, he said. So, I asked for how long the injection would work, and he said it would work for about 12 hours, so I asked what I was supposed to do after that, and he shrugged and said, "Well, hopefully he's eating again by then." How useless can you be! If we could make bunnies feel better by hoping I wouldn't have taken him to a vet!As a bonus, the vet and his assistant were freaking anti-maskers. There were signs in the waiting room and on the doors, saying you have to disinfect your hands and keep your distance for other clients and from the vet, and to let the assistant handle the animal, and... 1. they're not even wearing masks, 2. the assistant was sitting on a chair working on the computer and the vet kept telling me to come closer so I could hold Casper, so how, exactly, am I supposed to keep my distance??, 3. I couldn't keep my distance from the assistant, either, because she was sitting really closely to the examination table and next to the PIN machine, and 4. the vet kept sniffing. And I'm really ****** off, because I've been so, so careful for months now, because the last thing I need is COVID on top of my ME, and here these people aren't even following their own rules or the goverment's rules.
The vet wasn't exactly friendly, either.
Casper still isn't eating, so I'll go have dinner and let him recover from the vet visit and then I'll syringe feed him.
