[Lovetodream88]

Originally Posted by yorkietalkjilly

Everybody lies occasionally and we all judge whether we realize it or not. But we all do lie or enhance the truth, especially when terrified our little one is hurting badly - or we ourselves are, (as you said you did for whatever reason),maybe seriously ill/injured but the tech or intake nurse or receptionist might not be qualified enough to triage all waiting dogs professionally enough to put my dog whom I'm convinced is very injured or ill first.

In a true emergency at the hospital E.R., it's not first come, first served, first served is based on those professionally assessed by triage to be in extremis, the sickest, most severely injured.

I'd do the same thing Joan did if that's what it took to get my dog that was acting like Cody was immediate help! Its up to US to speak up for our dogs, who can't cry for help, and if those others didn't speak up for their babies because they weren't as fearful or worried, so be it.

What if Cody were bleeding internally, blood pressure rapidly dropping, badly in need of emergency surgery to save his life and sweet Joan quietly waited in line and little Cody died in her arms while waiting in line in his proper mommie's arms? For all Joan knew, that was the case and receptionist/techs rarely have the skill set/training to properly assess that situation. A mom will do ANYTHING to get her little one urgent care - whatever it takes, ask for forgiveness later, if necessary. I'm with Joan on this one!!!

I think at some point we have all exaggerated a little to get care. I told the vets office that Penny was eating her paws when she needed an appointment which obviously she wasn’t eating her paws but it got the point across that it was a big issue. Vet techs and vet assistants are different then receptionists and we are taught what is an emergency and what isn’t but we were also taught if the owner feels it an emergency then you consider it an emergency. I’m going to guess that one tech was just trying to be on the lazy side and didn’t want to do the work. Sadly there are those kind of people in the field. I remember Callie’s first trip to the ER vet at 2am because she would not put any weight on her front leg and the vet was so rude and acted like we woke him up.