06/01/2026
I was so busy that I just realized that I forgot to mark the anniversary of getting my rehab license on Friday! And I love any reason to celebrate so woops/woohoo
In honor of rehab-iversary, here is a little Before/After of my favorite case outcome so far: Chandler the Southern Flying Squirrel, who came in as a baby in May of last year after having been found in a puddle in the street after a storm. He did his level best to die of the pneumonia and GI parasites he got in that puddle, to the point where he wasn't able to eat more than 0.1ml at a time (when his meal size should have been 10x that!) and I had to carry him around with me so that I could work with him every 15 minutes, all day, for several days in a row. Look how limp and pathetic he was π
But we pushed through and he was successfully released with his group of buds in August! And now I have that After tattooed on my bicep (albeit with a strawberry since I didn't think smooth grape would visually translate as well). ππ
Happy belated rehab-iversary y'all! π