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I haven't posted an update because I've been trying to recover from a state of utter shock and intense hostility. I was hoping the feelings would lessen over time, so please bear with me if you still sense harsh malice in my tone.
If you recall, I was dreading Sebastian's vet visit on Wednesday, 8/20 because of the conversation I would have to have with the vet about [not] giving him the rabies vaccine.
After all the scenarios I played over and over again in my mind, after all the phone calls I made to holistic vets to help me with this, after all the research I did for something to work in our favor, never in a MILLION years did I think that the vet would give Sebastian the rabies vaccine without my consent. That's exactly what she did when they took him in the back to draw blood and urine for routine lab work. I consented to the blood and urine and a mini-ultrasound, but not the rabies vaccine, and they gave it to him anyway. I did already instruct them NOT to give it without a discussion and my consent. As if things couldn't get any worse, it was a killed virus adjuvanted vaccine. Oh, wait, things did get worse. The ultrasound showed his pancreas was slightly inflamed, so he's in the middle of a mild flare. On top of that, his weight is at an all time low. Clearly he's not at his best and they gave him the rabies vaccine anyway. This was the ONE thing I ever challenged her on. No number of fancy adjectives could describe what I was feeling. I was livid. I was upset. I was disappointed. All ten fold. I.....went.....off. The last time I was this mad was 13 years ago.
48 hours after receiving the vaccine, he stopped eating and became lethargic. (He never stopped eating for me during this mild flare.) I have a hard enough time as it is with his condition alone.
This was a lose-lose situation for everyone. The vet irreversibly pissed me off and poor Sebastian is the biggest loser of all. We have failed him. I have failed him. Now I'm trying to mentally work through all this and determine a path forward. I don't know that I can forgive and forget. Not this.
If you recall, I was dreading Sebastian's vet visit on Wednesday, 8/20 because of the conversation I would have to have with the vet about [not] giving him the rabies vaccine.
After all the scenarios I played over and over again in my mind, after all the phone calls I made to holistic vets to help me with this, after all the research I did for something to work in our favor, never in a MILLION years did I think that the vet would give Sebastian the rabies vaccine without my consent. That's exactly what she did when they took him in the back to draw blood and urine for routine lab work. I consented to the blood and urine and a mini-ultrasound, but not the rabies vaccine, and they gave it to him anyway. I did already instruct them NOT to give it without a discussion and my consent. As if things couldn't get any worse, it was a killed virus adjuvanted vaccine. Oh, wait, things did get worse. The ultrasound showed his pancreas was slightly inflamed, so he's in the middle of a mild flare. On top of that, his weight is at an all time low. Clearly he's not at his best and they gave him the rabies vaccine anyway. This was the ONE thing I ever challenged her on. No number of fancy adjectives could describe what I was feeling. I was livid. I was upset. I was disappointed. All ten fold. I.....went.....off. The last time I was this mad was 13 years ago.
48 hours after receiving the vaccine, he stopped eating and became lethargic. (He never stopped eating for me during this mild flare.) I have a hard enough time as it is with his condition alone.
This was a lose-lose situation for everyone. The vet irreversibly pissed me off and poor Sebastian is the biggest loser of all. We have failed him. I have failed him. Now I'm trying to mentally work through all this and determine a path forward. I don't know that I can forgive and forget. Not this.