Burnt (book1)

Empathy

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"You had one stupid headache for 2 days and you went to the emergency room" Evan screamed as he pushed away his computer and took off his headphones. Evan was a medical transcription editor, meaning that when people go to the doctor whether it be for an annual checkup or a heart attack and everything in between, doctors have to write up (or in more accurate words, speak it up) a report for each and every patient was created. Some reports took Evan half an hour of intense typing, others took only a few minutes. Each day when Evan started editing he couldn't fathom the amount of 'pain' people went through. "Try having a migraine for months on end with no break" Evan couldn't believe how some people really thought that their life was the worst thing ever.

"I recommend" Evan said mimicking the doctors' usual speal. "That you take an ibuprofen and do some deep breathing. Then go-" Evan looked down to his feet seeing a tiny red tennis ball. "You want to play?" He asked DaVinci as he leant down to grasp it. "Go get it" and he threw the ball across the apartment. DaVinci was persistent and brought the ball back 12 times before Evan decided to get back to work and pulled his laptop towards him once again, placing his headphone back on his head and groaned a begrudging grown as he read through the next clients problem list. 'Burnt hand on stove' Evan tried to withhold a scream but failed.

"A minor burn, on your hand! It will blister over and heal in a few days!" Evan screamed, as if the computer could hear his pain and annoyance. Evan sucked in a breath, groaned, and prepared to push through the client and their stupidity in the kitchen. He just wanted to get one more transcription done, before taking Vinny out to go to the bathroom. As Evan started clicking on his keyboard, DaVinci got comfortable on the couch waiting for the moment his owner would be done and ready to play again. Evan finished the burned hand case and went on to the next and was half way through when his Fitbit went off, notifying him he hadn't moved all hour. As Evan got up to get his 250 steps for the hour he noticed DaVinci on the floor, viciously shaking.

"Vinny? DaVinci?" Evan dropped down and tried to get Vinny to wake up, to snap him out of it. "What's going on?" Evan asked even though he knew Vinny couldn't give him an answer. He picked Vinny up in his arms and counted the seconds go by until Vinny stopped seizing and sat dazed in Evans arms.

"Hey bud," Evan started as he kissed Vinny repeatedly "you really scared me" DaVinci turned his tail up and wiggled out of Evans arms and hobbled over to the blue water bowl. Seizures, Evan thought as he reached for his phone. Vet clinics near me he typed into the google search engine and 21st street vet clinic was the closest and seemed to have good ratings.

⭐⭐⭐⭐ Love the doctors they always take such good care of me and my fur babies

⭐They took all my cats teeth out during a dentistry and now she can't eat!

⭐⭐⭐ Pricey but all medical care is and they took excellent care of my dog so it was worth the money.

Money wasn't a problem Evan thought as he continued to scroll. He would give an arm and a leg if needed for his dog. His good and arm and leg that is. Because DaVinci was more than a dog, he was Evan's best friend and his last bit of Cameron.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Helpful, kind and compassionate, can't recommend them enough! This place is a safe haven for all sick animals. I recommend Miss Connor and Dr. White and they were absolutely amazing and took the cancer right out of my cat Snickers. Miss. Connor even came to check in on Snickers a week after, now isn't that sweet. The best veterinary and assistant yet.

Well the reviews go on and on Evan thought as he flipped through the results but everyone seemed to rave about Connor's and whoever was with her. When Evan turned back to DaVinci he seemed his usual happy self, as if the seizure had no effect on him but, Evan was still concerned.