Thank you. I would be interested to hear more about your tube-feeding technique...More as a curiosity and information for perhaps another time, as you'll gather from what I write below.
If someone was knocked unconscious from an accident or injury and unable to make the decision of whether she wants to eat, then I would intubate. But in this case Claribel is alert and conscious, and if she decides that living is not the route she wants to go, I respect that and support her in her choice.
It's been an interesting journey back into my feelings about Free Will and concepts of death. I worked in elder care for many years, so this is familiar ground. I'm clear that if I ever decide that I don't want to eat anymore, I certainly don't want some well-intentioned loved one overriding my decision based on his or her ability to overpower me physically and make me receive food forcefully. If I hold that principle for myself, I certainly honor it for a friend.
She'd been eating voraciously once we started on this Vet Recovery Crack, then after a day that included poking and prodding and checking for bound eggs and so forth, yesterday she refused to eat or drink. Same this morning, until a half hour ago when she rallied and eagerly helped herself to half the contents of her food bowl.About 25cc's, I'd say.
I remember people entering the final stages of life and wanting restfulness as they prepare for the transition, and how things like feeding tubes and IVs feel invasive and disruptive to that process. It's because of this stuff that the Hospice movement was born.
No one seems to know what's wrong with Claribel, from the Chinese-Medicine-trained exotic animal doctor to the elderly Brazilian livestock farmer to the chicken books and us here. Maybe she'll rally and pull through this, and maybe she's got other ideas of how to spend the next little chunk of eternity. I'm grateful that for all the sudden and at times violent death that can accompany having animal friends, that I've been given these days of closeness with my favorite little hen in the world. Horrible as it was to find her sister after that attack, it would have been far worse for me to find this one like that. So, if this is how she spends her final days in this little chicken body, then I'm grateful she's opted for making those days ones I can share with her in a very special way. Death isn't the worst thing in the world, and if we move past our fear of it and allow it, it can be a really beautiful time of togetherness with someone.
So, that's where I'm at. But, I would like to learn more about your approach to tube feeding.
Thanks again for listening.
Karin