A good night's work.

Day 7. Knackered tonight. Did a TB test this morning, on over 220 crazy beef cattle. Each took a run up to the crush and attempted to crash through it. Every time there was an awful crash, and I thought more than once that the metalwork was about to disintegrate. I also got my hand smished against the crush by an angry Limousin cow when I tried to read her teeny-tiny metal eartag without forfeiting my skull's integrity. It's now an interesting shade of green (my hand, not the cow). We did get lunch afterwards though, which almost made up for the pain and the earache.

Also jagged eighteen ewe lambs with a drug to make them abort after a neighbours ram lamb got in with them and got a bit too friendly.

This afternoon we had a therapeutics tutorial that was very helpful - I want to do more stuff like that at Uni. I finished about 1715 and the other two went out on calls.

I was on call last night. I was hoping for a quiet night, given that it's been quiet all week. I was woken at 0330 by the duty vet, to go out to a ewe caesarean. By the time we got there, the crisis had passed and we were able lamb the ewe quickly and return to bed. I thought that would be it for the night, but another call came in at 0600 - a cow caesar. After that we had to treat some calves at the same farm, and it was after breakfast before I got in again.

Just my luck - none of the other students have had to get out of bed when they've been on call yet!