I suspect she's in a lot of pain. Just give supportive care.
Sigh, dating... I suspect I'll have the same problem most of us on here would if they were to be dating again. We see value in things that so many just write off unless it has 4 legs. He was a nice professional man and I wore a nice black dress with heels and he just thought the whole chicken thing was a little 'quaint'. I mean, who uses that word, right? And then when I explained I am not a huge drinker nor do I drink soda... It just put me in the weird category. We are suppose to have dinner again next week but suspect there is no chance for anything more. It use to be love me love my dogs.... and now it's, 'love me, love my family, love my dogs, and love my chickens...' I think that classifies me as having way too much baggage. My son teases me and says I'm going to shoot right past the crazy cat lady to become the crazy chicken lady... I smile and say, 'at least chickens don't carry toxoplasmosis...'.
LOL
I told Bob long ago that if anything happened to him or to our relationship I would be perfectly content to stay single the rest of my life

Anyway, who knows, maybe your date is spending today thinking how lucky he is to have found you, and if not, he should!