#VET Suture

[lotus-surgical]

Hemostats, OEM Solutions, and the Future of Medical Device Manufacturing: A Spotlight on Lotus Surgicals

The medical devices industry is a cornerstone of modern healthcare, and innovations like hemostats and OEM (Original Equipment Manufacturer) solutions are driving its growth. As a leader in medical device manufacturing, Lotus Surgicals is committed to delivering high-quality, reliable products that meet the evolving needs of healthcare professionals. In this blog, we explore the importance of hemostats, the role of OEM in medical device manufacturing, and how Lotus Surgicals is shaping the future of this dynamic industry.

[glamnotes]

Suture Types and Patterns

[o-lanterns]

Lots going on in Pepper's Box World today

[labvet]

On today’s installment of

Vet med vs Human med

My sister called me on her way home from working on a leg amputation

Her: have you ever heard of something called a “farmer’s stitch”?

Me: No?

Her: oh well doc said they sometimes use it on cows. I though you may have learned it being the vet.

Me: you mean like a Ford interlocking pattern?

Her: it’s like a horizontal mattress suture but you go back and loop through before moving to the next stitch.

Me: i think that’s a ford interlocking.

Her: I will have to tell him what that is actually called.

[casdeans-pie]

Watching How to Train Your Dragon with my own Toothless (he literally has no teeth lmao)

[fanfoolishness]

So tonight I lost my goddamned mind and sutured a Lula outfit for a Porg

[oediex]

Day 186 of posting a kitten until I can foster again

Emma hated the little jumper she had to wear when her incision got infected. Turns out she was allergic to the suture thread.

[joleneghoul]

had the worlds first free vet trip because olive has such an amazing personality apparently.

[yandereshingeki]

if i want to be in vetmed someday I desperately need to desensitize myself to the sight of blood draws and shots because for some reason thats one of the only things that makes me so queasy that I pass out

[lotus-surgical]

A Glimpse into the Essential Medical Devices like Vicryl Suture

India's medical device industry has seen significant growth over the years. Due to its innovative approach, India has emerged as a medical devices hub worldwide. Adhering to international standards, medical devices like Vicryl Suture are being manufactured with high cost-effectiveness.

[kaijutegu]

Today was supposed to be Kaiju's birthday. Her tenth year with me and what was presumed to be her 11th birthday. (However, upon necropsy, the vet determined through bone density and ontogenic changes/suture fusion she was likely significantly older- closer to 16/17 than 10, like I thought. She really was a tiny thing, so petite.)

Instead, it's not. I still had her party, and Nakajima ate her treats with gusto. But I realized- I never shared her memorials here, and I thought you'd like to see them.

I had some of her ashes made into palm stones, and some of them made into a necklace that I always wear unless I'm sleeping, swimming, or doing something really sweaty and anything around my neck would be uncomfortable.

I still have a ton of then- eleven pounds of lizard makes a lot of ashes. I've been scattering them in small amounts at places she loved- my parents' creek and the pool area, Kankakee Sands, the grounds of the Nature Museum where we had Junior Herpers meetings. The park where we walked. School. I'd like to scatter some in Homestead, where she was born- just a cheeky thing, since she was legally barred from ever returning.

I'm sad, and I'll always miss her. She couldn't possibly have known how big a difference she'd make in my life. When I opened that box all those years ago, I had no idea what was about to happen. I wouldn't have met two of my best human friends without her. I wouldn't have gotten as involved with herp society without her. And my work there has helped me find meaning when my job and degree have not. She gave me the courage and confidence to push myself way outside of my comfort zone. She taught me so much about the value of taking risks and opening your heart. I know how overdramatic I sound, but she really was my world. And in some way I really do think she's with me, helping me raise Nakajima and encourage her to be just as curious and just as sweet. Like I said, I'm sad, but... there are a lot of experiences in my life I regret. A ton of relationships I wish I could go back and just undo. But not this one. I regret nothing and every minute I had with her was worth it.

Anyways. Just thought you'd like to see the memorials. Tune in in a few minutes to see Nakajima absolutely obliterating some delicious treats.

[starlightkun]

finders keepers ⇢ teaser 1

⇢ teaser word count: 1162 | full fic: 37.8k total (22.7k & 15.1k) ⇢ genre: sci-fi/science fantasy au, soulmate au, alien!jungwoo, human!reader, slow burn, fluff and angst ⇢ warnings: blood/injury mentions (but like, alien blood, if that makes a difference?), a couple needle/injection mentions, if u get secondhand embarrassment this one might hurt in places, a couple crude jokes about alien stuff iykwim (reader’s friends r kind of the worst), this fic is just a rlly sweet soulmate au i swear idk why these tags look horrendous 😭 ⇢ extra info: this will be released in two parts bc of tumblr’s 1000-block limit that was put in place to hurt me personally :)) BUT both parts will be released on the same day ⇢ estimated release: saturday, november 30, 2024, 3:00 p.m. eastern time (sign up for my taglist here)

At your building, Johnny and Jaehyun helped you drag the spaceman up to your apartment on the third floor, and you had them deposit him on your bed. Johnny brought his travel vet kit up from the car, and together, you managed to get the shiny silver jacket off of him. Underneath, he had a fairly plain white top, which was also torn and blood-soaked. Johnny snapped on a pair of gloves before he pushed the hem up to appraise the stranger’s side, where there was a huge gash in his flesh.

“Oh, Christ, okay,” Johnny sighed, inspecting the wound. “I guess I’ll disinfect and suture it up?”

“Just do it,” you mumbled, pressing a towel to the man’s sweat-sheened forehead.

“Jaehyun, mind assisting?”

“You do know the ‘Dr.’ I put in front of my name is just decorative, right? It’s in Poetry—”

“And now you can brag to all your colleagues that you’ve done real medicine like a real doctor,” Johnny snapped back. “Disinfectant, get it.”

With Jaehyun assisting him, Johnny made quick work of patching him up. Pressing the bandages down over the site so the adhesive would stick, Johnny then disposed of his navy-splattered gloves. He grabbed a stethoscope, putting the end up against the spaceman’s chest.

“I think he’s alive?” Johnny announced. “I don’t know. If he is, he doesn’t have a heart because I’m not getting anything.”

He shifted the placement, presumably to listen to his breathing, and an even more bewildered look overtook his features. Sliding the stethoscope over to the right side of the man’s chest, he sat there for a moment, just listening.

“It’s on the other side,” he breathed out. “His heart’s on the right side.”

“But he has a heartbeat?” You clarified.

“Yeah, he does. Faint, but it’s there. He’s breathing, too. A bit shallow, but otherwise normal. I think.”

You let out a sigh of relief. “Thank God.”

“I don’t think there’s anything else I can do until he wakes up. If he wakes up.”

“Right, thank you Johnny,” you smiled wearily your friend. “I’ll call you when he wakes.”

Jaehyun and Johnny looked at each other skeptically. Jaehyun spoke up, “You’re going to stay here alone with some rando we literally pulled out of a burning hunk of metal?”

“My couch only fits one person. So unless you two are offering to sleep on the floor to protect me or whatever?”

“Call us if anything happens,” Johnny sighed, packing up all of his supplies.

“Of course,” you nodded. “Thanks, guys.”

You heard the sound of your front door clicking shut as you stayed sitting on the edge of your mattress, wiping the spaceman’s face. He really did look human, two eyes that were now shut, lashes resting on his cheeks, a nose practically just like yours, with an elegant slope to the bridge, and a pair of plush, pouty lips.

He let out a soft sigh, his head rolling over towards you. But then he went silent and still again.

You finished cleaning up his face as best you could, then pulled the covers up over him. Readjusting his bangs that had been stuck together by the damp washcloth you’d used, you gave a final determined nod to nobody in particular before standing up. Grabbing a change of pajamas from your dresser, you got everything you’d need from in here for the night, then went to leave.

“Alright…” You stopped at the threshold of your bedroom, looking over the spaceman’s sleeping figure one last time. “Goodnight, I suppose.”

And with that, you turned the lights out, and quietly closed the door behind you. You were sure to leave it slightly ajar, though, just in case. After taking a much-needed shower and getting ready for bed in your bathroom, you headed out to the living room. You set up a few pillows and blankets into a comfy-enough makeshift bed, then tucked yourself in. Despite the exhaustion in your muscles, the excitement of the night hadn’t worn off yet, and you laid awake for another hour just staring at your bedroom door.

Waking up in the morning to sunlight streaming in through your living room windows, you covered your eyes with a groan and rolled over to bury your face in the back cushions. The sound of your phone buzzing incessantly from the coffee table came, however, and with a guttural groan, you flopped back over to pick it up.

“Yeah?” You mumbled, not even checking the caller ID.

“Y/N?” It was Yuta on the other end.

“Who the fuck else would it be? You called me at whenever-the-fuck-in-the-morning.”

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“Couch,” you corrected him, swinging your feet over as you sat up properly. “I slept on the couch.”

“Gave E.T. your bed? Such a kind hostess.”

The mention of your guest woke you up more. You got to your feet, shuffling towards the bedroom with a yawn. “Yeah, you know me, I’m a fuckin’ peach.”

“So how’s the…” Yuta dropped his voice to whisper into the phone, “Alien?”

The door hadn’t moved since last night, and you cautiously pushed it open to peer inside. You could see the stranger exactly where you had left him, laying on his back under your blankets, chest shallowly rising up and down. Pushing further into the room, you hesitated on whether to try to find a pulse again. You settled for trying once around his wrist, and if it didn’t work, then you’d just have to assume he was fine.

Surprisingly, you found his pulse in one go, and it felt steady.

“Fine, I think,” you answered Yuta quietly, walking back over towards your door. “He’s breathing, he has a heartbeat. He’s just not… ambulatory.”

“Still passed out cold?”

“Yeah.”

“Imagine if he was in one of those comas that you don’t wake up from, and we just had to deal with this comatose alien.”

“Stop, you’re going to manifest that or something!” You hissed.

“Not manifesting, just joking.”

“You’re hilarious.”

“Anyway, some of us went back to the beach this morning, because Mark really wanted to see the UFO—”

“Don’t touch anything!”

“We couldn’t. The whole place is locked down. Couldn’t even park on the shoulder, it was swarming with cops. They were still putting out the fire.”

“Do you think any of the ship survived?”

“I have no clue. Doyoung said he’d ask his dad about it.”

Doyoung’s dad was the fire chief, making your participation in the conflagration last night even more dicey.

“Tell him to call me as soon as he finds out anything.”

“I think he was already planning on that, but I’ll make sure he knows.”

“Good. Also, I’m sorry for kicking you in…” You trailed off as you turned around to see two big brown eyes staring at you from your bed. “I’ve got to go, Yuta. I’ll call you back.”

“What’s hap—”

You hung up.

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[sueanoi-the-vet]

Descemetocele in a cat.

I was presented with a cat with a corneal ulcer on the left eye that has been undergoing medical treatment for 2 weeks. The inflammation and infection was well controlled, but the ulcer progressed to descemetocele, probably due to self trauma. (image1)

Descemetocele is when the corneal ulcer is so deep, there is only one thin layer left. That layer is called the descemet. It is so thin that it bulges out due to the pressure inside the eye. One more poke, and the cornea will rupture. This is an emergency case where surgery is advised to be perform ASAP.

I suggested conjunctival flap, but due to owner's financial constrant, we settled at simple third eyelid flap along with medical treatment (antibiotics, antiinflammation, autologous serum, artificial tear, atropine sulfate drop)

The suture stayed for 3 weeks before removal. The result was satisfactory, with the descemet layer pushed back into place and granulation tissue (red patch) was formed around the lesion (image2)

At week4, scarring of the granulation is visible. (red patch start to become white) (image 3)

At week 6, all granulation is disappeared and scarring is complete. (image 4) I finished the medication here.

At week 8, the lesion is stable. There's a tiny bit of thin spot in the middle, but fluoresciene does not stain. The cat has no pain, and visual function is excellent, I call this case completed.

This is probably as good as it can get with this treatment. If we had used conjunctival flap there wouldn't be that weak point in the middle, but the aethetic will be uglier. (the flap will impede the vision somewhat). So third eyelid flap is an ok method. It is easy enough to performed by general vets and it is significantly cheaper too.

For this one, I'm comfortable with the lesion enough to dischage the case with no further appointment.

[interpolationz]

home now~

dog is even more fine

hour two of sitting in the emergency vet lobby

dog is fine, but does need to be seen before we go home :P

[stellaluna33]

I held Diana in my lap after her abdominal sutures burst open (after we first got her), trying to keep her calm and safe until we could get her to the vet. And now she curls up against my belly when I'm having menstrual cramps, giving me comfort with her warm weight. I don't know if she remembers, but it feels like Love.

[tieltavern]

The culprit and the crime!

We’ve had Reya 8 years and she’s never laid an egg! Unfortunately she started last week and the first one almost became bound. She prolapsed a little bit and had to have a suture put in at the ER vet. She’s on the mend now and the eggs that came after have passed okay, but today she got a hormone implant to prevent any future eggs and further problems with her cloaca.