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05-17-2020, 07:02 PM
I have a funny story from Butterfly's vet visit. The clinic does not allow customers in the building, so masked vet techs were coming outside to get people's information and take animals into the clinic. I handed my little baby over to Doc so he could take her inside for x-rays. About half an hour later a vet tech unlocked the door and furtively beckoned me inside the building. I fixed my masked in place and ducked covertly inside. She quickly ushered me through and locked the door behind me. The tech bustled me past the lobby and into the dispensary where I was ordered to wait "RIGHT HERE!"
About 15 minutes later, Doc came out to talk about the x-rays, but he couldn't show them to me in the lighted dispensary.
"Do you mind coming to the back?" he asked, shifty-eyed, with a guilty tone to his voice. I told him I didn't mind a bit and followed him through, but it felt like we were in a spy movie or carrying out a museum heist. We snuck stealthily through the building as if to avoid prying eyes. It was like being back in college when we would find ways to sneak into locked buildings just for the heck of it. The slight twinge of guilt. The thrill that someone would catch us doing something off-limits.
Doc and I squeezed into the small x-ray closet and he closed the door. The second we were out of sight, he whipped his mask off, took a deep breath, and whispered furiously, "I'm so over this COVID business!!"
I couldn't help laughing. He's an older man who has had some recent health scares. I'm sure everyone is constantly on his case about keeping his mask in place at all times. Before we exited the closet he was careful to hitch his mask back into position. The whole experience was like "Pandemic Theater" and I know I wasn't the only one in the vet clinic who felt that way.
About 15 minutes later, Doc came out to talk about the x-rays, but he couldn't show them to me in the lighted dispensary.
"Do you mind coming to the back?" he asked, shifty-eyed, with a guilty tone to his voice. I told him I didn't mind a bit and followed him through, but it felt like we were in a spy movie or carrying out a museum heist. We snuck stealthily through the building as if to avoid prying eyes. It was like being back in college when we would find ways to sneak into locked buildings just for the heck of it. The slight twinge of guilt. The thrill that someone would catch us doing something off-limits.
Doc and I squeezed into the small x-ray closet and he closed the door. The second we were out of sight, he whipped his mask off, took a deep breath, and whispered furiously, "I'm so over this COVID business!!"
I couldn't help laughing. He's an older man who has had some recent health scares. I'm sure everyone is constantly on his case about keeping his mask in place at all times. Before we exited the closet he was careful to hitch his mask back into position. The whole experience was like "Pandemic Theater" and I know I wasn't the only one in the vet clinic who felt that way.