Thank you so much!!!!! Truly!!! This means the world to me! I took notes. lol! I've been all over BYC and it's been great. So much to learn! It seems you got a quick education. I appreciate the how-to very much. I am so glad you had successes

Give me hope. It's awful to lose them
When I walked by the box a little while ago I looked in the window. I was able to see that he was not bleeding after all. It's just a big vein or blood vessel. It looked like blood on the camera. Phew!
I have not had the best start to duck parenting. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that when I get through all the worst case scenarios I'll have a yard full of Rouen's happily quacking about. For now, I'll be watching the camera I have in the hatching box as if I'm binge watching a good show. hahaha As long as he doesn't have trouble breathing I can easily resist the urge to assist him. He seems to have moved himself around enough to gain a little breathing room. I still don't know what I'm seeing when I look in there, so hopefully he's in a decent position. With a little luck tomorrow at some point he'll just pop out on his own.

There's a 2 day lull before the next one is due. Ugh!
I got my ducks from a farm I planted at last year. Their father was trying to kill them. He successfully killed 3 before the farmer removed them, but 2 more died when a raccoon got into the bird house. The poor things were only 4 wks old! Of the 5 that survived, 2 had been bitten by the raccoon. One had huge deep holes in his back and neck which were filled with maggots. The other had only small holes, but one eye was blinded, his bill no longer lined up properly, and it appeared that he had a stroke of sorts. The farmer was going to "put them out of their misery", so I asked if I could take them. In the end I got all 5 ducklings and set out to rehabbing them. Maggots were new to me. NEVER want to do that again. I now know more than a person should. hahaha Took 2 days to get all the buggers out of his spine! There were 4 deep holes that went beyond each side of his spine, which I'm assuming is why he couldn't walk or swim. After assessing him I decided that I would take it hour by hour, trying to weigh will to live with quality of life. I built a sling to support him while he tried to swim. On his own he would topple over in the water, unable to move his legs. The sling made him very happy because he could dunk his head. I used the same sling like a marionette to get him walking. Throughout it all he was eating, drinking, pooping (of course) and still enjoyed the company of his mates. I built a separator and bed for him in the duck house so he was safe but didn't have to be away from his buddies. I wasn't sure how far back he'd make it, but he obviously wanted to try. In the end we can no longer tell him apart from the others so it was well worth the effort. The other injured duck didn't fare as well. He's a happy duck and is accepted by the other drakes, but his left side hangs a bit, and his bill is permanently misaligned so he has chronic wet feather. He's a mess, but he's my mess and I love him. hehe
This pic is egg #3 from just over an hour ago. I think he looks ok, but that's another uneducated guess on my part.