Oh, what a day....

We went to the vet, and he removed Curious's old eye cap. The eye underneath is still infected, and he has put him on Baytil (enrofloxacin) injections for the next 10 days and continued the neo poly bac ointment. We have one of two things going on: a bacterial infection, which this should clear up, or a fungal infection, which we probably won't be able to clear up... it would be better then to enucleate the eye, but he said he wouldn't want to try it on a snake this small.

So, I'll give him his daily injections (which scares me-- the vet did his first one, I'm on my own tomorrow tho!! He's just so little...) and we'll re-evaluate next week. If it turns out to be fungal... I have to try and find a vet comfortable doing the surgery.

But then on the way home, with Curious and three dogs in the car, a state police officer stops me.... and informs me that my tags on my car are out of date (oops) AND that my driver's liscence is expired... OOOPS!!! I had no idea.... it expired last month!!! I don't pay attention to these things... so the bugger not only writes me two tickets but WON'T LET ME DRIVE HOME. I had to call a friend to come get me, my dogs and my snake, and left the car on the side of the interstate.

Then I go to DMV to renew my liscence. Which, after a 45 minute wait, they tell me they can't do without my birth certificate. I stared at the woman like she had two heads-- my birth certificate??? I don't even know where it is-- why would I? But ok, fine-- I call my mom. Luckily, she has it! I go to her house and get it out of her lock box....

Go back to DMV.... wait in line for another 45 minutes or so... get up to the window... and they tell me they can't accept it. It's the wrong birth certificate. I **** you not. What I have was the one issued by the hospital... they need one issued by the state. My head started to spark. I started arguing that the one I have has a seal on it, it has my foot prints on it for pete's sake, it is my birth certificate.... it's not my fault it's not the one they want... and then the woman started arguing back that if I hadn't let my liscence expire, this wouldn't be an issue. And that's when I lost all ability to hold my tongue, and I am ashamed to admit that some very foul words flew out. My hubby (who had to drive me there, because, after all, I don't have a liscence now) actually pulled me away from the window.

NO WONDER people go postal at DMV. That was the most absurd, irrational, rediculous, stupid, asanine thing I'd ever heard. I'm standing there with my excuse for being born right in my hands and they won't take it.

But no fear. We go back to my mom's, do some digging. Found something else that might have been another kind of birth certificate. Go back to DMV.

It's another wrong one. Seriously. Even tho it's issued by the state of New York, with an embossed seal, signed by everyone under the sun, it's still not what they want. I'm pretty sure I'm starting to have some kind of embolism right there in the office when a supervisor comes up, moans and groans and sighs and finally says she'll accept it.

Does anyone here work for DMV? If so, get out. Get out now. That place is some kind of demon posessed **** hole of a lower level of hell with the single intention of driving a decent, hard working woman to the brink of mass murder.

You should see the pic on my new liscence. I look like a serial killer.