Surgery

I completed my first surgery today.

My patient was so cooperative.

She just stood there as I approached her

With a knife.

I took her outside. To the gravel drive.

Mom would have killed me

if I had gotten blood on her new beige carpets.

I stole the duct tape out of dad’s tool box.

He was at work so I don’t think he missed it.

I wrapped the tape around her mouth.

No good getting bit on the first go around.

I reached for my knife.

She squirmed like a worm on a hook.

As I made my first incision.

Just under her rib cage to midway of her stomach.

I’ve seen this done a million times before.

Well three actually. And it was on cats.

 But how hard could it be? And how different can a dog be?

After her blood poured out of her

 like molasses on a hot summer day

She laid still and did not dare to move.

I took out all of her insides that I could reach.

I inspected each one like a mother-in-law

 does her son’s new  wife’s cooking.

When I was done,

I put everything back like the picture in my memory showed.

The thread I obtained from April’s sewing kit

Just would not hold the skin together.

So I reached beside me and grabbed the duct tape.

Duct tape and super glue hold everything together.

So if this hadn’t worked. I would have grabbed

the super glue from the kitchen drawer.

Luckily It did work.

Well here is the results from my surgery today.

I learned all bout the ins and outs of a dog.

However, she did not make it through the surgery.

I tried to wake her. To tell her that it was all over.

But she would not hear it.

I had mom bury her under the willow down by the river.

Boy, was she ever mad.

Apparently I have to wait until after vet school

before I can practice on my own.

On my own? You say? Ok. Mom. I will not practice

 on my own until after school. I promise.

Hey Lisa. Where did you say you kept your parrot?

Wanna do a biology experiment with him?