Some of you might already be aware of my white bearded silkie that has had some strange bouts of what can only be referred to as a 'neurological condition'. I have asked everyone on BYC and received many well wishes and suggestions. Unfortunately, nothing I tried seemed to work. She would be fine for few weeks or months at a time and then one day I would go out to feed and there she'd be. Sitting on the ground, legs stiff, neck moving strangely from side to side and up and down. She was alert and would coo and look towards me when I called her name, but when she'd try to walk over to me, all's she could do was sort of flop around and scoot backwards on her butt ad hocks. She looked so sad in that state, but when I would bring food and water directly to her, she ate heartily and seemed thrilled to be getting the attention and the special hand feeding. She never appeared depressed, anguished and never painful during one of her 'spells'. I could hold and pet her and she would just coo softly until she fell asleep. After no more than 4 days of this...she'd just snap out of it somehow. I go out to see her one day and BAM, there she'd be, up and jogging around the coop just like she was never ill. Well, this current 'spell' has been going on for two weeks already and we're still counting the days. In fact, I'm pretty sure she won't snap out of this one. She still shows no signs of being in pain and she will still take food and water (which makes the decision to put her down all the more upsetting), but she no longer seems 'happy' to me. This may sound strange, but I think she might be ready to go this time. We've been discussing how to euthanize her if the time ever came. But now that I truly do believe that time is very near, I find myself second guessing my resolve. I know that I don't want to keep her alive just to soothe my feelings of guilt and appease my own selfish desires. (Snowy was my very first chicken and was special enough to me that I let her live in the house for her first winter until we got some more fuzzy friends for her to play with.) Anyway, in closing, I am ask you all who have been there, done that, to let me know what you all think I should do. Can't promise that I'll do it exactly when or how you suggest, but let me add this...my brain is certain, but my heart's not quite on board yet. I just need a little encouraging shove to go through with it, that's all.
For informational purposes I've included some pictures that I that I took of her this very afternoon. As you can see, she's almost in total paralaysis today and she's been keeping her eyes closed most of the time, which she hasn't done before She will also open her beak in a kind of gasping manner. But, bless her sweet little heart, she still has enough will to live that she still enjoys eating and drinking when I sit with her. That's what makes the right thing to do sooooo tteerrriiblly hard, not to mention, HEATBREAKING.
AND SINCE I TRULY BELIEVE THAT THIS IS MAREK'S, I'LL BE SENDING HER OFF TO A LAB. FOR VERIFICATION WHICH WILL OPEN A WHOLE NEW CAN OF WORMS FOR ME, 'CUZ I HAVE 7 OTHER SILKIES THAT ARE ALSO TERRIBLY DEAR TO MY HEART AND I WORRY AND PRAY EVERY DAY...EVERY DAY...THAT THEY WILL NOT FALL PREY TO THIS HORRIBLE AND COMPLETELY DEBILITATING, YET NOT CURABLE DISEASE.
THANK YOU ALL FOR LETTING ME RAMBLE ON FOR SO LONG AND I'M SORRY IF YOU MISSED YOUR DINNER BECAUSE OF IT...LOL. THANKS ALL OF YOU WHO TOOK THE TIME TO RESPOND TO MY POSTS. YOU'RE GOOD PEOPLE.