VPN Plus+ ExclusiveFrom the trenches: Veterinary musings from a pandemic-rattled brainMay 5, 2020By Patty Khuly, VMD, MBAIt's difficult to explain how I feel, but I'm fairly certain you can relate. It's like I'm being asked to perform all my normal functions as a veterinarian, practice owner, mother, and parental caretaker from beneath a thick layer of practical wariness while wrapped in a smothering blanket of fear. It's all so different––so suddenly––that I haven't had a proper chance to process it. I awake every day to find the game has changed, variables have been added, and assumptions altered. It's like playing a game where all the pieces get continually rearranged and the rules are always changing. It wouldn't be so bad except the stakes keep getting bigger by the day. At the top of my list is my family. My son refuses to come home from college and my elderly father is constitutionally incapable of "sheltering in place," which reduces my poor mother to apoplectic handwringing episodes interspersed with marathon rosary sessions. Then there's my own health, impacted by the fact I have little choice but to work with a variably compliant public among mostly young, "invincible" team members whose movements I have no control over once they exit the building. Moreover, as I revealed in a …
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VPN Plus+ ExclusiveFrom the trenches: How life has changed since COVID-19 came into our livesApril 23, 2020By Brennen McKenzie, MA, MSc, VMD, cVMAThe hospital is quiet as I walk in at the start of my shift. The usual bustle of clients, staff, and animals has been replaced by empty hallways and only a few masked doctors and nurses going about their work quietly, careful to keep their distance from each other. I stop at the screening table and start my day by taking my temperature. It is under 100.4 F, and I have no cough or other respiratory symptoms, which means I can work today. I set down my belongings at my desk and go to change my clothes. I wear scrubs every day now, and I have a pair of dedicated work shoes that stay at the hospital. I also have a collection of beautiful cloth face masks sewn by one of our employees—I wear a clean one every day. At the end of my shift, all of my work clothes go into the laundry. When I get home, everything I took to work stays in the garage. I pass quickly through the house and take a shower before I greet my family. I am especially mindful to keep my distance from my elderly mother, who lives with us, and …
