At least you now know what is going on. I hate not knowing something. My Mom had the toxicosis but did well with medication years ago. I am praying you will too. Rest bunches if you can. She was really hyper with hers but very tired muscle wise. She is 85 and still works a manuel job everyday. Thats hope for you!
Coming to you from Orlando tonite. Had training to do at a hospital down here today.
LadyHawk....you take care of yourself. Thyroid stuff is no laughing matter and you need to follow Dr orders closely. Will be praying for you. Heard today too that FIL (Jenn's Dad) has prostate cancer so please keep him in your thoughts as well. Should know next week what treatment options we have.
Jenn called and we lost 3 more birds to the heat today. 2 more BRs (one of my Jeremy birds) and 1 CR cockerel. It was 97F at the house and high humidity....we just can't seem to get a break from the temps or any rain. I am SO OVER SUMMER....I may only hatch in the Fall from now on. This year has been terrible. I'm up to 7-8 lost this year. Heard of a guy who lost 60+ cochins last week somewhere in Oklahoma.....its been bad everywhere
Will check in tomorrow. Y'all take care and try to stay cool. If anyone has any "extra" please send some rain my way.
I've had enough of the thunderstorms and rain today. You can sure have it for awhile now. I enjoyed the break from the blistering heat, but now have to wade through mud. I just complain about everything, I guess.
We have random thunderstorms forecasted for the next 3 days, but the forecasted temps have decreased into the 80s, too!
With thunderstorms or any weather change, my darn computer service is off and on. I hate that, too.
Thanks all. GJ that is how I feel.. hyper but exhausted and weak. Frustrating.
Scott I am sorry about your losses. I will keep your fil in my prayers
Chy's birthday is tomorrow but we gave her the gift we bought this evening. Scuba lessons. She will be certified an open water diver after her lessons. She was thrilled, nervous, excited and tickled. Hahahaha
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SCUBBA LESSONS???? Oh my gosh, I gasp! I have 2 major (unreasonable) fears ...... WATER and mice! My mother made me take swimming lessons 3 years in a row. Yet, I never learned to swim and I nearly drowned each time! I can't even get into a boat. Mike says even a life jacket couldn't save me, the way I thrash around in fear.
Funny thing, too....... Both Brock and Brittney were swimming team champions every year they swam. I theorize that I saved up all that talent and just passed it on to them, instead of using for myself.
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Thank you - for some odd reason tho i have never met you i care for you and your health - even thru the internet you give a good energy that i pick up on. Sounds all kinda tricky...BUT you have a great attitude it seems and that my friend is almost more important than all the medicines in the world. The power of the mind and will is an amazing thing. I saw it with my mom who passed from Cancer - the minute she gave up and her mind stopped fighting she went - so stay strong and hang i nthere ok?
Good morning, all. Ladyhawk has to stick around. I count on her wit, her strength, her compassion, her fierce loyalty and her tenacity every day. She is such a rock for so many people! I hope I can ever do half as much for her as she's done for me.
This morning, another Dusty baby is in the world. I went to bed with no pips and woke to a cleanly hatched BLUE baby!
Can't wait to tell her or till she sees this. DH is on the phone or I'd have already called her.
The last egg wasn't pipped so we opened it further because it had been in the aircell since yesterday morning and the baby was barely breathing. We saw why. It wasn't formed correctly, insides on the outside, not even something you could push back in, just not formed right and this was an egg incubated by a broody so it was just not right from the get-go. Sadly, it was also blue, and passed within a couple minutes, thankfully. I have four eggs of Dusty's on the counter and I may pop them in the bator, even though the last few were not fertile (again), just to see if we can get LH a couple more babies before she comes to get these next month.
I feel the same about you. I understand what you mean about your mother....cancer is a disease that preys on weakness and hopelessness. Years ago when I had cervical cancer, I was a young single mom, working full time, college full time and I asked the doc straight up..."Can you get it if I have the surgery" he said possibly. So I told him to keep his hands off of me. I never had that surgery and went on to have my beautiful daughter 9 years later. I went home to the reservation and sat with our medicine man and talked, he designed a herbal regiment for me and that is all I ever did aside from radiation plus I bought a really fast motorcycle, learned to skydive, bungee jumped from a bridge and a host of other really crazy things. My theory....if the reaper wanted me, his arse better be wearing roller blades because I was not sitting and waiting for him. In my support group, there were 9 of us in the same stage of cervical cancer....2 years later I was the only one still living. I watched them give up, sit in rocking chairs or on couches waiting to die...and they did. No thanks I have too much I want to do in my lifetime to give up and this thyroid mess is just another of those little detours life throws at you...no biggie.
It may sound nuts but I think those who fear death find it much easier than those of us that do not. And not in the "I'm 10' tall and bulletproof" way, but you just don't worry each day that death might find you....life is just not supposed to be worrying about the end, it is all about the journey to get there.
YAY A BLUE BABY
Poor little blue baby, I am sorry he did not make it Cyn....it was just not his time to be here was it. So, I have a splash giant, two black babies and a blue baby.....
Feel free to keep the bator going....I will come get whatever you hatch for me. My dear friend I feel the same and more for you.
Oh and BTW....the Delawegger that Cynthia brought me, Ms Junebug...she is paralyzed in both legs all. But amazingly only when someone is looking at her.
Okay here is what happened.
Me goes out to the temporary pens to check on everyone, Junebug, Addie & Hazelnut (a SF X Dark Brahma) are in one and all three of them come charging across the pen and Addie, formerly Adonis and daughter of Suede, decides to literally bulldoze over top of Junebug, flattening her like a pancake. Well Junebug gets up and was limping on her left leg a bit. It was obvious that it hurt and was sore because the bulldozer landed on her as she was turning and her leg was bent at a weird angle so, I just kept an eye on her. I gave her some private TLC before bedtime (BIG FRICKING MISTAKE) some scrambled eggs, sitting in my lap in the house, some baby vitamins and half of a baby aspirin just to help her leg if it started swelling. She even got some of my strawberry banana yogurt. Then I put her in her crate with the Bulldozer and Hazelnut.
Fast forward to next morning and everyone is out in their temporary pens...
I walk up the walk and am standing near the pond looking down the temporary pens, sorta hidden and out of sight and I see Junebug walking around pretty much normally. I walk towards the pens she sees me and falls down. I run over and open the pen and pick her up and she is softly talking to me, sounding darn pathetic I should note, and so I sat her down and stood her up, supporting her with my hands and am checking her legs and all....they look fine, feel fine so I let go of her and she collapses again. So I turn to go in the house and call the vet. As I pass the pond I turn around and look...Junebug is standing and walking just fine. I turn around to go back to her and she sees me and she collapses again.
So, she freaked me out ang gave me heart palpitations that entire day. Now...I just walk out there, she collapses, I hold her and tell her she can lie there and die and I will come back for her body later....I tell her how horrible I know it must be for her and the extreme pain and agony she must feel...meanwhile she is talking softly and pathetically while laying her head, neck stretched out over my arm...truly looking like she is on her deathbed. Silly darn bird.
So what do I do to fix it? Nothing What do I do to feel better about this mess? I call Cynthia's and tell her DH Tom that this mess is all his fault. He is the one that spoiled her rotten and created this monster.
Why do I get all the Divas and Drama Queens? Isn't one teenaged female a limit?
Hazelnut, Addie and Junebug
Junebug climbing over Hazelnut
A couple of days after I lost my girls, while on the phone with Cynthia, Cheyenne comes running in the house and yells "Mom, we have baby chickens here in the yard". I was like "what?" and so I go outside to look at sure enough there are 8 little white youngsters running around....I am thinking leghorns or something. Probably around 10 weeks old.
Well the next day there were only 7 of them....there are still 7 of them, one little cockerel and 6 pullets. They show up everyday, chase bugs, eat food and drink and then bed down somehwere for the night. No idea.
a close up of one we caught
And this past weekend at the swap....Cheyenne comes running up to me and says "Mom, you gotta come see him" My mind screams Oh Hell but I walk with her and she is telling me the story....Mom, if they do not find homes they are going in the stewpot and well mom they are so cute and I am sure we could save them again my mind is screaming OH HELL and she is blabbering on and on...
Here are the these two little mixed breed OEGB cockerels...not even big enough to make a good chicken sandwich much less fill a stew pot. *sigh* So I would like for you to meet "Max" *sighs deeply*
I did not save the other one but I was thinking if my frizzled serama passes, as he is not doing well right now, Max can have Misty and Josephine the two OEGB girls. Yes I have SUCKER imprinted on my forehead...I am putting bag balm and triple antibiotic ointment on his comb....he was fighting with another little boy and his comb is beat up *sigh*
Oh and did I mention that Hector is staying too?
Hector is the Son of Suede and Meg so he is half blue orp, a quarter each of BO and RIR Oh it is a crowing fest around here each day and I LOVE IT
