Sunday, March 23, 2014

Face, meet brick

It has been a while and I need to vent or go on a shooting spree. Or an arson adventure. Or nuclear destruction run amok. I am currently treating a very ill snake. This would be not so great a chore, IF I had a vet I could reliably contact and visit. You see, our back-water are of the universe has only one vet that is trained to treat reptiles within a three hour one way drive and she works on a circuit, she has no office of her own. Hell, I even took a snake to her in a pet store utility room once. She is a capable vet but she does not return calls within a time frame that could actually SAVE your animal. So, if I wait, most likely my snake dies. If I treat the animal myself, I spend all the money I would have had to use for the vet visit and still may not save the animal. I chose to at least attempt to treat the snake rather than d fuck-all and have him die. I purchased the drastically over-priced ultra sonic humidifier and what medications the U.S. allows one to purchase over the counter, which is almost fucking nothing. I know why people resort to witchcraft to treat ailments in the U.S. It is because meds you can purchase over the counter in every other fucking country on Earth must require a prescription here in the states. God forbid the pharma-fucking-ceutical companies not make an extra 80 cents! I could even take this stress in stride except I have already lost one snake this year and had a tortoise with a few health issues. I do actually know what I am doing with reptiles, I have been working with exotics for more than a few years. I have even had to recently remove a growth on one of my boas. What the HELL is going on with my animals!! Is it this apartment?? Is it cursed or leaking some toxic fumes that slowly causes reptiles to go belly-up? I am ready to fucking scream! I want to smack my face against a brick until I lose all consciousness. I also lost an elderly snake last year not too long after she birthed a litter of babies. She had on-going issues with cysts on her face. She had been to see the same elusive vet I now search for and we removed and treated her face then. After the births, they popped up again and caused a lot of breathing issues with her. She came to us as a "damaged" snake with the cysts arising on her already badly scarred face. I am ready to explode.