Pet Peeve #3
Today we took Mylo to a new vet. Once again. For his itching. He has been itchy for 2-3 years now, and no vet seems to be able to fix it. We have tried prednisone, new diets, antihistamines, making environmental changes, etc. Nothing works.
This is vet #4 that we have tried, because all of the others just keep telling us to use prednisone, which has unpleasant side-effects and dones’t really help him much. So, we go in to vet #4. I take Mylo, Manbeast stays in the car with Toady because it wouldn’t be fair to leave him all alone either in the house or the car. They haul Mylo up onto a table and start examining. They were kind to him. Gentle. I got questioned like a criminal: Why didn’t you bring his records? (the receptionist said they weren’t needed), You probably don’t pay much for food (Oh, I beg to differ), Why no allergy tests? (Because 3 vets have said they’re unlikely to pinpoint his allergies), and on and on and on. I wanted to cry. They scraped his skin, and had to do it until they made him bleed. He started to yelp and I almost lost it.
By the end of the appointment, they had tested for 3 or 4 different things. All of which came back negative. They suggested a treatment regime, which we agreed to. Prescription food for three months, itchy pills, and antibiotics. When I asked the price of all of these things, I got the look. The one that says: How dare you put a price on your dog’s health? How dare I? I work from home because it’s better for the dogs. I spend every last cent I have on them when I need to. We buy the best food that we shouldn’t really be able to afford. This is vet #4. How dare I? I dare because you are vet #4, with another expensive treatment plan, another two bottles of pills, and you are another vet that asked me the same questions all the others have. Forgive me for having little faith. Forgive me for doing the best that I can even when I can’t.
What do I have to feel ashamed for? I feel ashamed that I still haven’t found someone who can help my poor dog. I feel ashamed that I have to worry about cost. But, really, I can’t be the only one. What happened to the vets who are willing to understand that you are doing you best. That you care enough to try 4 vets to fix your pup. What happened to the vets who understood that money doesn’t grow on trees? I know they aren’t all jerks. I know that they aren’t all money-hungry. I know that some care more about the pets than pushing expensive foods on you. But, where have they gone? I get that the vet cared about Mylo, but what about the people that came with him? What about the people that are going insane trying to make him better?
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t have anything against vets. They have a hard job and they do it because they care about the pets. That’s all well and good, but sometimes I think they forget that there are people behind those pets. Today, I was one of those people and it just about broke my heart.
To the vets out there who understand, good on you. Wish us luck with the new treatment plan.