Bay Area BYCers!

On Monday a third chick made it's way out of the shell and the fourth and final Blue Wheaten baby hatched yesterday. It happened right as I was getting home so I was able to watch the whole thing.
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It's just amazing to me how we can facilitate the incubation of eggs and bring life into the world.

Anna B is going to take two of the little ones, today I believe, that leaves me to find a home for the two others. Does anybody want to bring home two wee ones this week? I wanted to ask here first before listing an auction.
 
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That is no fun! My mom developed ICU psycosis as the Dr later called it a few years ago when she spent a lot of time in the hospital. At the time we just didn't understand why she kept signing and writing kill (thought she wanted us to kill her). She later told us she thought the Dr. was trying to kill her. Mom did go back to normal a short while after being off all of the drugs, but she still remembers bits and pieces of her time there. She tells me about the escape plan she thought she had made with a nurse and asks me to fill in the holes of the reality of the situation every so often. I hope that all goes well with your Dad and things get back to normal soon.
 
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I like Marilyn, I wish I had a Welsummer. It would be fun to make some Olive Eggers with one.

I need to post updated photos of my Frenchie and Frannie, the two chicks I got from you back in December Melina. They have grown SO much.
 
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That is no fun! My mom developed ICU psycosis as the Dr later called it a few years ago when she spent a lot of time in the hospital. At the time we just didn't understand why she kept signing and writing kill (thought she wanted us to kill her). She later told us she thought the Dr. was trying to kill her. Mom did go back to normal a short while after being off all of the drugs, but she still remembers bits and pieces of her time there. She tells me about the escape plan she thought she had made with a nurse and asks me to fill in the holes of the reality of the situation every so often. I hope that all goes well with your Dad and things get back to normal soon.

One of the reason I have communicating owhat I want to say in these boards is due to several massive strokes and a brain tumor, The tumor is gone, but I'm always waiting for that next stroke. I do not take meds for anything. My husband was a surgical RN and he was strick atbout my meds with the last two (only two he had been around for) and I had to fight him on them.

I would think when he would have to bath me and wash my hair that he was doing it to drown me. I could barely walk and even then, not on my own. I could barely sit up and the words were in my mind, but couldn't get them out. One day he was late with the meds and I could actually talk some. I told him I didn't want them. He argued, but said since I couldn't just stop he'd cut them in half anf if I felt I needed more he'd give them to me. I went down to quarters of those aweful pills and within 3 days I got up one morning and walked out the front door were he was siiting. He was shocked. I told him I had gone through this before and I didn't want to feel that way again. He felt aweful when I told him how paraniod I had been. He looked up the meds and was fuming. My strokes cause hemorages in the brain. Every one of those meds had said not to be used if bleeding or hemoraging had been a problem.

I have a friend. He has also had several strokes. One time he was admitted to the hospital where Bill was working. He had been on those same meds for years and was in a wheelchair. He wasn't the same man I had known so many years ago. Not even his speech. His doctor was out of town and one of the docs Bill took me too later was on the floor. He looked over the meds and said the doses were extremely high and brought them down. He explained every one of them to his wife. My friend had called people in his family and said he thought she was trying to kill him. Unfortunately he still takes the meds, but lower doses. He walks ow, but with a walker. His voice is more like it was when he was himself.

My youngest sister had a friend that wrote a book. She had been on these same meds from a stroke. Took her 3 years to wean herself off, but she did it and the 3 years is part of the title, but I'd have to ask what it was. She later died of cancer, but many of us know from experience that those meds are what keeps us sick.

OK that's my medical rant for the day.



Now my hatch.

My TJ eggs don't look like they will hatch. None of the Wellies hatched, but I have more in another bator and more to come, so Jeremy if you want some chicks soon, let me know. I got to Wade Jean FBCMs and 1 BM. Also got my first Mottled Jave and one of the Barneys hatched. Just locked down 8 bantam Wellies. I have some of these that are a week old as well as Cuckoo and Silver Cuckoo Marans if anyone is interested.


Gee Cheryl! I almost forgot! I'm so sorry you have to rehome for now. They worked on a house across the street from me. They started the week after Bill died, so middle of July and she just moved back in last week. They were there none stop than they wouldn't be around for weeks! She's finally home. I"m so glad you have found an attorney, cause they make it hard on people while they sit on their thumbs. Good luck with everything! I just feel so bad that this happened to you.
 
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