Showing posts with label intra-medullary pins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label intra-medullary pins. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Wordless Wednesday (Another Failed Attempt).

Driving to work on Sunday.
Jekyll riding booster seat shotgun.
Thankfully, we never get on a major road and we are never traveling more than 40 mph. 
Like it, or not, I am holding him the whole time. 




Nothing beats a happy patient.
I was a bit concerned about how red his ears were (allergies, infection?).
"Nope," his mom said "excitement."



This little one needs a home.
He is renting a small pad in the lobby.
He purrs on sight, rolls over immediately, and will charm you faster than Casanova on his best night.
And that little mustache!! Oooh, so cute!





My Magie.
Looking coy and a bi devilish!
She was actually attacking my toes.
"Ouch!"







Wren and Magpie, making it almost impossible for me to work.






Until they decided that work was boring.
So they napped, of course.

Little baby Bo. 


Just rescued by a couple who cuddled him, cooed over him, and 
said that they were "going to try to find him a home."
Personally there was waay to much oogling over him for me to believe they can part with him.
"Good Luck letting him go. He's too adorable. I'm a softy too."



A happy to be at the vet pup.



Porter, the IVDD dog. Who motors around with his own little twist, but never stops to feel sorry for himself or wonder why life threw him a wrench.
He is a true testament to,
"Get up, work hard, be grateful, and live in the moment."


Little Dottie.
Here for her kitten vaccine.
Feeling very safe with her mom.


If there was anyway I could do it I would gift myself a kitten every year.





Buddy at his post.
He is the king of musical chairs.
If you get off of yours he will be in it before you can shoo him off.




Elliott and his x-ray. He is four weeks post-op.
He has no limp and he, in true kitten fashion, has healed quickly and completely!
He will be in on Monday to have his pins pulled.

This is Kits x-ray. His brother, who also had a broken leg.
Fixed two weeks ago.
Pin removal (if possible, I am very worried because they are in the knee joint.
I have to try to dig them out on Monday.
Stay tuned for this one too).
Why do I do this to myself?
I will be stressed until they are out.






Happy Hump Day!

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Thursday, August 1, 2013

Is It Possible To Save A Life AND A Limb For Pennies?




There are a few patients, clients, and cases that become indelibly etched in your heart and soul. Some of them are disastrous, heart breaking, and cause you to question why the heck you ever decided to care so much, invest so much, and even try to help people in the first place?

BUT,

there, thankfully, are more of the good cases to keep your spirit fulfilled and to carry you through the train wrecks.

This is Elliott. He is a two month old, never been seen before by a veterinarian, grey and white kitten. He is a sweet gentle boy,

BUT,

he, unlike so many of the other kittens that I see, is healthy, bright, purring, and calm.

His dad is an older man with a story about Elliott. It went as follows; He and his wife had recently bought a home here in rural Harford County Maryland. Unbeknownst to them when they bought the home they also acquired a few cats. Those few cats did what all cats do, they populated.

When they realized they had more mouths to feed, they started a proactive approach to getting the felines under control.

As I listened to his story I relaxed. He was trying and I was beginning to think that maybe for the first time in a long time I wasn't going to have to try to figure out how to convince a person to take care of their pet.
First challenge appears to be diverted.

Elliott was here today because as his dad reported "he has a bum back leg. That bad leg is a mystery as to how it happened. But Elliott won't use it and so he has come to visit us."

The right side is normal, the left has three fractures.
Can you see them all?

An x-ray later we had our answer. Elliott had a broken femur, a broken tibia, and a broken fibula. No wonder he won't use that leg. There aren't any intact bones of his back leg to hold him up.

Second challenge, paying for surgery.


The challenge is all too often the same: 1. Trying to coerce a person to step up to the plate and do both steps; and 2. take responsibility and follow through with a treatment plan.

Today, the gods were smiling on Elliott. His dad loved him, he cared about his injury, he wanted to treat it, BUT, he had a herd to manage and a budget.

In the area of Elliotts injury he has a laceration over his hip.






Here is where I put my BIG disclaimer!!
I did what I hate to admit in public, on record, and in reality do all too often. I sat down and negotiated.

Why do I hate it? Because it sets a terrible precedence. It de-values what I do, it makes it harder to hold future expectations on par, and it further drives my profession into scrambling to make ends meet. It perpetuates the same problems that we vets have been plagued with forever. Why should I work for free? Who else but vets get asked daily for free services AND then are made to feel guilty when they decline? Think about it, how would you feel if everyday at your place of work your boss came to you and asked you to work an hour (or more) later for nothing? And then gave you some guilt trip about why you should after you reluctantly tried to discuss why you didn't want to work late.

In typical never-confess-this-exchange to my husband mode I offered to "try" fix the leg for $300.

To put this in perspective, at a boarded surgeons I would expect they would start the opening bid at $1,000 US dollars.

Me, heck no, I will not only significantly undercut my own services I will also add a mountain of stress onto myslef. Why? because damn it I still can't learn my lesson. I still can't turn a blind eye, and say "not my problem." And, mostly, I liked this kitten and this guy. If he's willing and committed to taking care of his feral cat population I'm willing to throw my best pitch.

We 'hang' the broken leg in the hopes of straightening the broken bones.










Holding both parts of the femur together with thumb forceps (you know them as tweezers) to pin the leg.



There are two stainless steel pins in the hollow part of the bone.
They will stay in for about 4-8 weeks.
Elliott is a kitten and they heal fast!
I am so proud of this that I beam every time I see this x-ray!

Elliott was walking on his leg by the end of his surgery day. He was given pain medications for the first few days and very very strict cage rest. NO running, jumping, or playing!


Elliott will have his pins removed in about two months. When I remove them we will also neuter him.


I saw Elliott tonight for his first re-check post op. He is happy and he is walking on his leg!!
go Elliott!










Best of luck Elliott and family!

Update:

Elliott had his pins pulled on Monday the 9th of September. They came out easily and his bones are all healing splendidly!


In a matter of minutes Elliotts pins were removed.




Elliott has a few more weeks of rest ahead of him, but I expect a fully functional leg in spite of his three fractures.

If you have a question about Elliott, or fracture repair in a kitten please find me at Pawbly.com