Diary of a Fourth-Year Vet Student: Choices

You know you are a fourth-year vet student deep into your clinical rotations and lost to human norms of behavior when you take your pellas off to pee and your pen falls out of your pocket and into the toilet, and you think, "eh, it's been dropped into worse things three times already this morning and I kind of like that pen"... so you fish it out.

I had a dozen exam gloves stuffed into another pocket. No, I didn't use one. Yes, I washed my pen when I washed my hands. I'm not that far gone yet.

This cute goat, my patient for four days, says "hi!"