PS: I raised a crippled, weak, stunted-growth chick into a healthy adult laying hen.
She was a strong, healthy, happy egg-laying crippled hen who survived all the odds and lived a happy, bright life. I also saved a chick stretching out a gasping for air. I saved another chick that was bleeding out with puddled blood everywhere. Please be calm. Every chicken I have ever saved I prayed to Jesus for help. Every chick is God's own creation. My dad found a dead bird and prayed for it, and after he said "amen" the bird came to life and flew away. God is real, and when he answers prayers, it is great, and when he doesn't answer prayers, it is still a blessing.
When my silkie died, I asked God to bring her back, but God decided it was her time, and I am glad he made that decision or I wouldn't have my two beautiful sweet silkies I have now. He took 1, and then he gave me 2 beautiful silkies of the same color and genders I had prayed for. God is amazing, and he will help your hen if it be his will.