Rollercoaster - What a difference a day makes.

Yesterday morning, Lacy was not doing well. She was so weak she could not stand. By the afternoon she could not pick up her head anymore. After countless online searches trying to find anything - any site that offers a treatment - instead of just the "death typically occurs 24 - 36 hours after onset...." I finally found one little paragraph that mentioned something that might help.

Weak as she was I could not feed her. I had to give her 24 hours of nothing but water mixed with baking soda. And I was only supposed to give her 2 teaspoons of that mixture every 4 hours. An entire day with no food and minimal water. How could I be so cruel on what was probably her last day alive anyway? Well, on the hope that it will work, I was determined to try.

By the afternoon when she could not pick up her head anymore I was certain I was killing her. Really though, what choice did I have? Chances were good she was going to die anyway. So I would pick up her limp little body and wrap it in a towel and take her onto my porch and rock her in my arms as I sat in the rocking chair. Yeah, I know, some "farmer" I am turning out to be.

At 6 pm I laid Lacy outside in the flowerbed where she always liked to be when she was napping back when she was healthier. I helped Alexia with the nighttime farm chores. Around 7pm Ted and I had to leave to go to one of Preston's band concerts. I went and put down fresh towels in our bathtub (Lacy's "bedroom") and went outside to grab her so I could put her to bed before we left. She wasn't where I had left her. She was about 6 feet away - sleeping. I woke her and tried to get her to stand, she couldn't, so I assumed Quinlynn had picked her up and moved her.

This morning I did not want to check on her. I just knew she was going to be dead when I went in there. After all, she never made a sound all night.

After spending much longer than normal getting out of bed I went into the bathroom and turned on the light. I leaned over the bathtub and there she was, sleeping. I petted her back and lifted her head a little. She opened her eyes while I spoke to her. I let her head go and she held it up for only a second before it flopped back down onto her side.

I went into the kitchen and warmed up some milk for a bottle. I brought it back into the bathroom and there was Lacy - standing! Not just standing, mind you, but standing on her back two legs with her front two legs up on the edge of the bathtub and she gave this loud Baaaaaaaah! as soon as she saw the bottle.

She drank the whole thing, by herself, no tube needed. When I set her back down she walked around the tub for a little while, sniffing everything, before she turned back to me and put her front two legs back up on the side of the tub.  So, I took her outside and set her in the front yard where she immediately began walking around and chewing whatever weeds she could find.

Ok, I am not trying to get my hopes up here but WOW! What a difference a day makes. Let's just hope this wonderful change continues!