Okay, now for the promised euthanasia post.
Euthanasia is the blessing and the curse of veterinary medicine. It’s the final gift of love and respect and compassion we can give a suffering animal, and it’s one of the hardest parts of the job. It gets easier, but it never gets easy. Never. You might develop the ability to joke about it, but it’s still not easy. The jokes just keep you from going crazy.
It’s like a human doctor losing a patient. The grief of the family, the frustration of not being able to do anything, having to be the one bringing up practical matters like disposal of the remains, it’s all there. In some ways, though, it’s even worse. Sometimes, you know you could pull this one through, if the owner only had the money to pay for treatment. Human doctors rarely if ever have to hold a patient in their arms during death.
As for how common it is, it depends on the sort of practice. In the specialty/emergency practice I’m in now, it’s pretty common. By the very nature of the practice, a lot of our patients are in really bad shape when they get to us, and we put a lot of them down. Some nights, bad nights, we put down two or three or more during my shift. On Monday night we put down two in two hours (one was a long-term patient I’d taken care of in the ICU), last night we didn’t do any.
Euthanasia was somewhat less common when I was at a day practice, where we did routine care. Even with routine care, though, you have a fair bit of cancer, age-related stuff, accidents, parvo, you name it. We might go for weeks without a euth, then do three in an afternoon. A lot of it depends on the age and general health of your patient population, and the amount your clients are willing to spend on their pets.
For anyone considering a career in vet medicine, I strongly suggest volunteering at a clinic or shelter. Actually, if you don’t have some time in at a clinic, most vet schools won’t even consider you very seriously for admission. I think you might be surprised at what you can and can’t handle.