What a humdinger, huh?
Yesterday, after she got home, she was doing better. She was eating hay and kind of acting like herself. When I went out to feed her dinner at 5, she took the first bottle eagerly. I thought maybe we had turned a corner.
Not so much.
Literally two minutes after she downed the bottle with such gusto, she seemed to think better of it. She backed away, turned her face away from me, and didn't want to be touched. Then she started to shake uncontrollably. I almost would have called it a seizure. I ran for the thermometer and the phone. Her temp was 105.3. As I waited for the vet to answer, down she went. I figured she was done. The vet told me to bring her down right away, so I asked my dad to watch my kids, and my mom and I took her.
They kept her overnight. They pumped her full of fluids. They gave her some different antibiotic, some Thiamine, and Bo-Se. To me, it was pretty much covering the bases. But the copious fluids they gave her, coupled with the injections seems to have washed this crap out of her system--we hope.
She is home now, with her catheter still in her neck, complaining because she can't have milk until tomorrow. Her prognosis is good, but still guarded. You know goats. Up, then down. We're hoping for no more down, though.
The vet who discharged her told us that the vet she saw yesterday (a lovely young lady from Australia) saved Dulci's life. I would have to agree with him.
|Bad lady? Why you not let me have milk? Why bad lady, why? See me? I am sad and cute and pathetic. Look at my big sad eyes. I needs milk, bad lady, I needs it.|
Sorry Dulci, no can do. No milk today. You can have your goatarade instead.
No Dulci, I'm sorry. No milk. Goatarade. That's that.
|I hates you bad lady. I willn't look at you anymores.|
We've explained to her that since we've spent SO much money on her, she will have to give us 2 gals a day and triplet doelings to pay us back. I don't think she was listening, though.
Well, keep your fingers crossed for her. I know I won't be thinking it's all alright until it's all alright.