veterinarian | Beyond the Elms

“Please don’t touch the art.” This statement is oft quoted by my friends and family in reference to my on campus job. Officially, I am a guard at the Ruth Chandler Williamson Gallery here at Scripps College. After hearing this, you would probably think I’m an art major, minor, at least some sort of art connoisseur. None of these are particularly true, and if I had to title my role in the art world, I would pick something along the lines of art appreciation specialist.

I really love looking at art, I love my job and my coworkers, and I even spent a good chunk of my time and money abroad getting lost in art museums and galleries in a variety of European cities. However, my academic knowledge and understanding of the art world is fairly limited.

I am a Science, Technology & Society major and aspire to be a veterinarian one day. An art gallery really seems like the ideal place for me to work, right? Now you probably understand why my loved ones chuckle whenever I mention my job. Animal medicine and art protection seem like absolutely opposite ends of the job description spectrum. However, I’m here to tell you that I’ve learned a great deal about my future career in animal care from my time working in the gallery.

4-2 Sitting immersed in art for eight hours a week has helped me to learn how to really look at my surroundings. I’ve always been an observant person, and I’ve always been critical of the world around me. I like to know how and why thing are the way they are, and I work hard to understand the things that I see. Art isn’t an easy thing to observe. It is subjective, and different people find different meanings in it. A piece that I find inspiring and filled with movement and life, another could find oppressive and representative of human adversity to confinement.

Just as art isn’t an easy thing to see and analyze, animals are just as difficult to really look at. Animals, just like paintings, can’t tell you verbally what they are about. It takes a critical eye and dedicated mind to see what is wrong with a dog and diagnose it properly. You have to know where to look and how to look. Working in the art gallery has refined my abilities for critical observation, and I am confident that I am going to be a better veterinarian because of it. By looking at animal medicine as an art itself, and not just a science, I have expanded my mindset and critical thinking skills.

4-3 Even though my job on campus is seemingly as far as possible from what I want to do in the future, it has helped me to develop skills that I will use in my career one day. Did I expect this to happen? Absolutely not, but I am so glad that it has. I encourage you to go out and gain experience in any and all work environments. I guarantee that you will develop networking, practical, and/or observational skills that will help you grow throughout your future path. Whatever those newly refined skills are, you will be happy you have them, and you will learn more about yourself, your interests, and your future career along the way. So if even if you have a job that on paper seems like it has no relevance to your desired path, no need to worry! The lessons you learn will be relevant to your life experience, and those lessons can be applied to any career, so long as you are willing to open your eyes and find them.

Join the conversation! Comment below with the life lessons you’ve gained from your on campus jobs. Let’s compare observational notes and see what we can learn from each other!

When I walked into the animal shelter veterinary clinic in Camarillo, CA at 10:00am on Tuesday, May 27, 2014, my hands were shaking. It was the first day of my first animal care internship. My mind was racing, questions buzzing through nervously. What is it going to be like? Will the people be nice? What am I going to do here? What am I going to learn? Are they going to be willing to teach me? Am I cut out for this? Is veterinary medicine the right career path? My eyes were wide, and butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I waited anxiously with the barking, happily recovering dogs in the dog ward.

After a few minutes, one of the veterinary technicians came in and introduced himself. He told me that the office was already chaotic and busy (I would soon discover and love that every day was a whirlwind of surgeries and exams), and that the entire staff was happy to have me there to help. He led me into the main exam room where I met Dr. Heather Skogerson and the other vet technicians. Dr. Heather welcomed me with a smile and a tour of the clinic, and then set me to work.

The events of my first day were a blur of vaccinating kittens, helping with dog and cat exams, and learning the ropes and procedures of the clinic. I spent time bottle feeding underage, orphaned kittens in the nursery and observing spay/neuter surgeries. I watched lost animals come in and adopted animals go home. By the time I went on my lunch break at 2:00pm, I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life healing animals.

At the end of the day, I was tired and sore, but more energized than ever before. I couldn’t stop smiling when I got home, and all I wanted to do was talk about my amazing new internship.

I spent the summer observing and scrubbing in on surgeries to repair eyes, limbs, and everything in between, administering medications to make sick animals well again, changing bandages to keep healing wounds free from infection, vaccinating so that healthy animals would stay healthy, counseling adopters to help find forever families for our animals, and becoming a foster and adopted parent to three orphaned kittens who stole my heart as well as my bed. I became an integral part of the veterinary clinic and formed lasting relationships with my mentors and teachers there.

My first internship was an eye opening glance into the world past college. I saw what a “real job” looked like in a chaotic and high pressure workplace. I jumped in and learned through hands on experience. I realized that it was okay to be nervous and unsure, and I was able to channel that nervous energy into productive work energy. I asked questions at every given chance, and I turned mistakes into learning opportunities. Most importantly, I saw where I wanted to be in 10 years. I finally had an answer to that dreaded interview question, and I vividly remember the relief that I felt. Veterinary medicine was and is the career path for me, and internships have taught me with countless lessons along the path toward my goal. I am so thankful for the valuable, heartwarming, and funny experiences that I’ve collected, and I look forward to sharing more stories with you this semester!

Now it’s your turn! What was your first internship was like? How was your first day? I want to hear about it, so comment below and share!

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