A Snake-Smitten Florida Vet Doesn't Take His Patients Lightly
updated 09/01/1986 AT 01:00 AM EDT
•originally published 09/01/1986 AT 01:00 AM EDT
A New York City native who's owned snakes since he was 7, Jacobson tends to be passionate about cold-blooded patients, and the critical condition of this snake really roused him. Named G.E., the reptile had been found nearby in the yard of Carman Clark, 70, and his wife, Lynn, 69. The Clarks recognized that nonpoisonous G.E. was a member of a protected species and that, as Lynn says, "the poor feller would die." Indeed, Jacobson estimated that the bulbs—which G.E. had probably mistaken for chicken eggs—would crush the blood vessels of the stomach walls. G.E. soon would die either of the trauma or starvation.
The emergency surgery, in which the bulbs were squeezed out of a 2½ inch incision, lasted 45 minutes. The snake is recuperating nicely, resting on a heating pad and subsisting on a diet of soft foods and Gatorade. The stomach incision should heal by the first two weeks of September, at which time G.E. will return to the wilds, and Jacobson will go back to such mundane tasks as performing root canal operations on the herd of elephants at a local preserve.