Funny how treatments vary.
When I had a severe whiplash they wouldn't give me a soft C collar even when I begged for it. Holding my head upright was painful. I had damaged some of the cranial nerves and tears kept running down my cheek from my left eye. Still no C collar. They finally told me that they wanted the other muscles in my neck to atrophy from not being used.
Man did I hurt so I know what you are going through, Bruce.
Just put my last buff O/Welly cross rooster down. He was slowly declining after being soundly thrashed by a younger roo. This morning he was back in the nesting box. I got him out. Gave him water. He drank two swallows. I offered him food. He refused. Produced a BIG runny white poop..oh oh I said to myself. Possible early kidney failure. He was losing weight. He went back into the coop and immediately got chased by the new flock master. Found him back in the box. Dragged him out by his ankles and plopped him on the ground. He just stood there with his tail drooping. Earlier he just set on the ground. He still had swelling in the toe joints and this morning, soft swelling around the posterior ankle.
Amazing how fast they can go from a big robust bird to all but dead in just a few days.
When I had a severe whiplash they wouldn't give me a soft C collar even when I begged for it. Holding my head upright was painful. I had damaged some of the cranial nerves and tears kept running down my cheek from my left eye. Still no C collar. They finally told me that they wanted the other muscles in my neck to atrophy from not being used.
Man did I hurt so I know what you are going through, Bruce.
Just put my last buff O/Welly cross rooster down. He was slowly declining after being soundly thrashed by a younger roo. This morning he was back in the nesting box. I got him out. Gave him water. He drank two swallows. I offered him food. He refused. Produced a BIG runny white poop..oh oh I said to myself. Possible early kidney failure. He was losing weight. He went back into the coop and immediately got chased by the new flock master. Found him back in the box. Dragged him out by his ankles and plopped him on the ground. He just stood there with his tail drooping. Earlier he just set on the ground. He still had swelling in the toe joints and this morning, soft swelling around the posterior ankle.
Amazing how fast they can go from a big robust bird to all but dead in just a few days.