Humans are Animals, Too
I have found the perfect doctor. There is just one problem. He is a vet. Wonderbutt, our bulldog’s, vet, to be exact. Don’t tell anyone, but I’m trying to see how I can get this fabulous DVM added to my health insurance plan.
Think about all of the qualities of the perfect physician, and you will be describing Dr. Dolittle. This man is kind, rational, caring, and smart. He is not fresh out of medical school, but he also isn’t ready to retire. He takes his time with his patients, but he doesn’t make you wait 2 hours past your appointment time to see him.
And I think he may have inadvertently diagnosed my recent health issues during Wonderbutt’s annual exam.
I know – it’s typical of me, isn’t it, to make my dog’s medical checkup all about me.
Here’s what happened, though:
Wonderbutt got the usual vaccinations, but the doctor expressed concern about his weight gain and a mysterious hair loss pattern on his sides. Despite Wonderbutt’s participation in our home version of The Biggest Loser, he has gained 6 pounds since his last visit – making him a whopping 71 pounds.
After checking a skin sample for mites, which would have explained the hair loss, the test came back negative. (By the way, as we waited for the results, I was keeping my fingers crossed that it wasn’t mites. That was the wrong approach. I should have prayed for mites, apparently – a lot less expensive than the alternatives.) This is when Dr. Dolittle suggested the possibility of Wonderbutt having hypothyroidism.
A million dollars and a few blood and urine samples later, Wonderbutt and I arrived home. (Happily, Wonderbutt made it to and from the vet without having any “accidents” in the car – probably because Dimples wasn’t sitting in the back seat to scream and wrinkle her nose in disgust.)
I immediately headed to the computer to Google hypothyroidism.
As I read the symptoms, I nearly grabbed the monitor off of the desk to show my husband the list. They are EXACTLY the symptoms I have right now.
This led me to two conclusions: I need to somehow switch my blood samples with Wonderbutt’s, and/or see if I can get double doses of his medication if Dr. Dolittle’s diagnosis is correct.
I don’t want to hear about how I’m a hypochondriac with symptoms brought on by Googling diseases. If you are going to comment, I’d rather get your advice on how to convince Dr. Dolittle that he needs to add humans to his practice. Or, maybe the President can make some minor adjustments to the new Health Plan.
Posted on March 11, 2012, in Doctors, Dogs, Humor, Wonderbutt and tagged hair loss, health plan, humor, hypothyroidism, vet, weight. Bookmark the permalink. 21 Comments.
So are you going to tell your own dr what you have?
Yes, I’m sure he will be thrilled that I diagnosed myself with the help of a vet and the internet.
If he’s anything like the drs I come across, you will have to pretend ignorance and ask him rather than tell him so that he can maintain his superiority over you!
Woof!
I’m sure Dr. Doolittle could easily translate that comment!
I think it should be like the old days where u and your pet go to the same dr. And you pay with eggs.
Where am I supposed to get the eggs from? Wonderbutt?
Its easy to get him to be your doctor! Bring him lots of food, give him lots of compliments… smile a lot and if he is like any other red-blooded American male he’ll be your dr for what guy doesnt like food, compliments and a smiling woman? I know, crude….. but isnt it the way of the world? hehehehehe
I think you should approach your own Dr. about this though…. I’ve done so with our dr on a couple of occasions and it turned out to be right.. never hurts to find out.
Your friends,
The Collies and crude Chuck 🙂
Crude Chuck and Collies,
I think that sounds like great advice – and not crude at all. Now, if you had suggested that I be scantily clad, that would have been borderline!
Lining Bella and Bear up for their anti-anxiety meds when we first moved, I will admit to being tempted to have one myself! LOL. Thanks for the giggles.
Especially if they are the same Meds normally prescribed to humans!
Hey, and the vet bills/meds might be cheaper than seeing your regular doc! Maybe the vet will even do a family discount…
Gives a whole new meaning to the family doctor!
I think my pets would have to sicker and get more check-ups if he was my vet.
If I was single, I would totally agree with you 😉
Phew! I’m just relieved you haven’t got mites 🙂
Me too! Yuck!
Maybe you should tell the vet everything you’ve been having pretending it’s for Wonderbutt and see what happens.
That sounds like a great idea!
After my children hit their teens, I spent more on doctor bills for my three pets than my three kids.
Oh no! Don’t tell me that!