Stefrrr
Songster
Two of our wyandottes started laying this week, and I’ve been anxiously waiting for one of our Marans to start. Well, today Rebecca almost laid her first egg. Unfortunately, it got stuck and she prolapsed. I looked over to the run as I was eating dinner and saw her sitting with her head tucked back and her front all puffed up and mentioned to my spouse she was looking kind of strange.
After she stayed that way for a few minutes, I went to check on her, which is when I saw the prolapsed oviduct tissue. My first thought was that she was probably going to die. After a few minutes of freakout and many expletives, we found instructions for treating prolapse and it sounds like maybe it’s not a death sentence.
So we brought her inside and got to work. We put her on top of a clean towel on top of the washer in the well-lit laundry room, I washed up I don’t know how many times and examined her. The egg and part of the duct containing waste were protruding, and the duct was so tight only about a centimeter of the egg was showing. And it seemed like a big egg.
Gloves? Nope.
Vetricyn or similar? Nope.
vaseline? Nope.
so again I washed my hands as best I could and covered the egg with a water-based lubricant. I then very gently pushed the duct tissue back around the egg until I was able to free it, then pushed the prolapse back in. Eventually the cloaca started to look normal again. The total process probably took the longest five minutes of my life.
We have her in a crate in the guest room with a towel over it. How long should we keep her separated and in the dark?
Lessons learned: have gloves, vetrycin, iodine and lube in a first aid box.
I’m not sure how long she was prolapsed. The tissue was still really red, so I suspect it’d just happened, but it had been a few hours since I’d looked closely in the run.
Here’s the (full size) egg next to two of the Wyandotte pullet eggs. Poor baby.
After she stayed that way for a few minutes, I went to check on her, which is when I saw the prolapsed oviduct tissue. My first thought was that she was probably going to die. After a few minutes of freakout and many expletives, we found instructions for treating prolapse and it sounds like maybe it’s not a death sentence.
So we brought her inside and got to work. We put her on top of a clean towel on top of the washer in the well-lit laundry room, I washed up I don’t know how many times and examined her. The egg and part of the duct containing waste were protruding, and the duct was so tight only about a centimeter of the egg was showing. And it seemed like a big egg.
Gloves? Nope.
Vetricyn or similar? Nope.
vaseline? Nope.
so again I washed my hands as best I could and covered the egg with a water-based lubricant. I then very gently pushed the duct tissue back around the egg until I was able to free it, then pushed the prolapse back in. Eventually the cloaca started to look normal again. The total process probably took the longest five minutes of my life.
We have her in a crate in the guest room with a towel over it. How long should we keep her separated and in the dark?
Lessons learned: have gloves, vetrycin, iodine and lube in a first aid box.
I’m not sure how long she was prolapsed. The tissue was still really red, so I suspect it’d just happened, but it had been a few hours since I’d looked closely in the run.
Here’s the (full size) egg next to two of the Wyandotte pullet eggs. Poor baby.
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