Today was so out there that I don’t even know where to start so I will start with yesterday. I spent most of my day roping with a friend and then headed to a team roping with him. It is my normal Monday Roping schedule but since my friend was off for President’s Day we fit a bunch of practice in before hand. I think we started roping about 1pm and I didn’t get home until about Midnight.
So while I was gone Mom found Carrie staying away from the flock and not wanting to eat. She moved her into the barn and kept watch. Everything was fine through the evening and the night. Dad made the last check this morning about 3am before he went to work, however, when I got out there just hours later Carrie was in full fledged Labor.
I checked her and then I got a call from a neighbor that had a flat just down from our house. Thinking that I could do chores when I got back and that Carrie was progressing fine, I went to help out. After getting my neighbor back on the road, I headed back to check Carrie and attend to chores. When I entered the Barn I didn’t like what I saw.
Carrie was no longer progressing and she was on her side in distress. I called Doc. He told me a few more things to check. When I got her all checked I couldn’t feel anything in the Birth Canal and she now had a browning discharge. I knew something wasn’t right. I called Doc back. I asked him is he could see her if I brought her in. He had a full day but he knows I don’t come without an appointment unless it is important, so he told me not to worry he would fit her in.
Thankfully, Carrie is one of Mom’s Babies. She is halter broke and will go anywhere with Mom. So she loaded right up and we headed to Doc’s. After giving Doc the run down, Doc’s first thoughts were worries about pregnancy toxemia. He said that if it was that we were going to induce her fast and get everything delivered. He didn’t know at this time if a baby would survive. He had to stop and take care of a patient or two and then he headed to the trailer but when he got there the plan changed.
He could see that Carrie was trying to have it but that she couldn’t for some reason. Again it fell to Mom to get her moving and into the back stall room of Doc’s office. Mom and Carrie walked slow but steady and made it to the stall. There I held Carrie while Doc Checked everything out from the inside.
That is when he figured it out. A large Baby was Breech and trying to kick it’s way out into the world. Doc worked very hard to help Carrie. At first he had on these long gloves that were to help keep everything sanitary and his hands clean. Then as things progressed Doc had issues and he actually ended up taking off the gloves and really getting in there. Carrie was a champ through it all. She did kick a time or two but she did great. Honestly, I can’t say as I blame her. Have you ever tried to push out a large baby with a hand trying to turn it and the baby kicking like a football player?
After what seemed like forever, Doc is able to deliver the baby backwards. Normally, he would try to turn the baby but he couldn’t get it turned because it was kicking and he had so many issues trying to turn it that he finally gave up and just delivered it backwards. We will take that. After the delivery Doc turned his attention to the baby. He called me over and started telling me how to help. Mom kept Carrie very calm the whole time this was going on.
Doc held the baby upside down. As it was delivered backwards it seemed to be gasping for each breath. Doc wasn’t sure if it aspirated fluids or not but he wasn’t taking chances. We then hung the baby over a fence rail so that Doc could hand pump it’s chest. I held those little slimy legs with all I had while Doc worked away. He worked to clear the nose and the mouth as well as trying to keep anything from getting to it’s lungs.
After what seemed to be an hour or so Doc got a faint little Baaa and I thought Mom was going to bawl. While both were alive, at this point neither Momma nor baby were in the clear yet. Doc went into his office and came back with two shots. He gave Carrie a long lasting shot of antibiotic. And he gave the baby a mix of a steroid and a medication to help dry it out, just in case he missed anything he tried to pump out of it’s lungs.
Doc is the sort of Man that is up front and honest with you. He tells you the hard truth even if you don’t want to hear it. When we loaded Carrie and the baby up he told us that if the Baby gets up in the next few hours it most likely would be fine. It would be slower to stabilize enough to leave the barn but it should be fine. If it didn’t get up then it was more then likely oxygen deprived for to long and it may never get up. He then said that for Carrie, while she did bleed a bit he couldn’t find any tears in the uterine wall so as long as she will eat and drink and have normal body functions (poop). She should be fine but that she would be weak and sore for a day or two so we needed to watch for depression and make sure she bonded with the baby if at all possible.
We then loaded our little family up in the trailer and brought them home. Carrie was in no shape to warm the baby on the ride home and Mom and I both thought (after the fact) that we should have put the baby in the cab of the truck instead of the trailer with it’s Mom. By the time we got them home, the baby was chilled to the bone. We got Carrie in the barn and Mom and I took the baby inside.
We didn’t have a fire going so we headed to the bathroom. I turned on the Gas heater and Mom brought in her two heating pads and the electric heater from the front room. We then grabbed dry clean towels and Mom went to work. She had the heating pads on the floor under a layer of towels. Then she had the lamb and covered her with warm towels from the dryer. One top of all Mom put the electric heater and gas heaters on high. While the Gas heater warmed air in the bathroom the electric heater blew right on the baby bundle. Even with all that Mom then lay down with the little one and started to rub all over it.
Within 20 minutes of so the little one started to show signs of life. Mom made sure that the lamb was cleaned up and not shivering. Then I milked out some colostrum from Carrie to help the little one along. Mom also puts a tad of honey on it’s tongue. Finally when the inside of the lamb’s mouth was warm, we then take it back to Carrie. At this point Carrie still wasn’t up. She did Poop some but the poop didn’t look good. I am praying that in time it will return to normal. Anyway, we put the baby under a heat lamp in Carrie’s pen right nose to nose with Carrie.
Over time they both show progress. Some how they are drawing strength from each other. At this point Mom had to go pick up the 5X5 post for the awning for the barn. She ordered them yesterday and was suppose to get them this morning. However, better late then never so we ran and got them. When we got the post home, Mom took time to encourage Carrie and the baby some more. The end results were this …
So far Carrie has Drank and pooped, however she is still woobly and weak but has not eaten, so she is still not in the clear. The Baby however, is rocking it. First, the baby is a girl. Second, I am going to let Mom name this girl. You see, she says that if this girl is going to fight that hard to be in this world she would need a strong name. I wanted her to stay with the tree theme so Mom looked up hard woods and found Gidgee. Gidgee is the third hardest wood in the world and found in Australia. So World, Meet Gidgee …
I spent the rest of the day putting the bottom railing on the front pen and checking Carrie and Gidgee. As for now, it is shower and bed time. If you watch Facebook I will post an update there first thing in the morning. What a day!