Happy Birthday, Steve! I can’t believe how old you are – I’m supposed to be THAT old – not YOU! LOL Wow, I guess that does make me OLD. Sigh.
I had to take one of my dogs to the vet today, a trip that no one enjoys taking, but twice a year I load her up in the car and haul her old butt up the street to the local veterinarian for her check ups. Squeaky is over 13 years old and she doesn’t like having to get in and out of the back seat anymore and she knows where we are going so she doesn’t make it any easier than she possibly can for the duration of the entire task.
I really like the people that work at this medical facility for animals. They are always friendly and I usually don’t have to wait very long for any of the many procedures, office visits, shots, and all the other times we end up in their waiting room. It’s nice to see their dress policy allows the more upbeat vet scrubs for their medical uniforms that most folks are required to wear if they are in any type of medical position. They have some pretty cool veterinary scrub fashions to choose from these days, not just Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse that we are all so used to seeing so much of for so long.
Looking at all of the buyheatshrink plastic tubing with my sister gave me one heck of a headache. I am not used to standing behind someone while they are in the “driver’s seat” of a computer for more than a few minutes at a time. But since sis was trying so hard to find the best product for the best deal in order to score some points for her brother-in-law. He has been real cranky this past month or so. It suck that everyone has to walk around like they are literally walking on egg shells.
I have just tried to avoid any kind of contact with him. A much easier task for me since I don’t live with him. Although I do spend a good amount of time over there to see and be around my sis and their kids.
This time of year gets really expensive for pet care. All the bugs have come out, so the dogs need a monthly heartworm pill, a monthly dose of Frontline for fleas and ticks, and my poor Buck and Buster both get grass and weed allergies so they need monthly allergy shots.
Buster has seizures and needs a daily dose of anti-convulsive pills – twice a day. So add the annual rabies and other pet tests and doses, and having a couple of dogs can run your monthly bills up quite a bit. But my dogs are well worth every penny – they are like my kids and deserve good medical care.
I am so happy with the scrub medical uniforms that I recently ordered from the link that my sister sent me to wear this summer. As I have written about before the extreme heat this summer was taking it’s toll on me and making me not want to leave the house and the air conditioner. Every thing that I own and have in my closet just wasn’t cutting it and my sister was tired of hearing me complain about it. That is when she came up with the idea of me wearing scrubs. They are light weight and come in many styles, colors and designs these days so it wasn’t hard to find some that I thought I could get by in wearing out about in public.
One of my concerns about wearing these scrubs is that I didn’t want people to think I was mocking our medical professionals by wearing their clothes while not really being in the medical field. But my sister convinced me not to worry about that. If someone were to ask me what I do or where I work I could always come up with some crazy believable story or actually come clean and admit to wearing these comfortable due to my problems dealing with the heat. I mean really, it isn’t as if there is a law against it and it isn’t like I really care what most people think anyway, especially people that most likely will never see again anyway.
Thanks sis, you were right once again!