Jesse's Miracle Girl
This is the story of my
filly, Diamond, born March 13, 2005 and died March 15, 2005.
I had waited for so long
for her to get here. Her mother had aborted her foal the year before, so
I was very careful to take great care of her mom while she was pregnant this
time.
On Sunday, March 13, 2005,
my birthday, little Diamond decided to come in to this world. I thought to
myself, "What a great birthday present for me!" I woke up around 4:15 a.m.
and had her mom on video cam in the stall. I had stayed awake many nights
waiting and watching for any signs of labor. Well, this was the morning!
I went out and got to the stall about the time the water broke. I watched
anxiously while her mom pushed and pushed. Finally, with one hard push, Diamond
was here!! I went in and cleaned her nose out and went to rubbing her. She
was up and nursing in no time. I thought everything was okay.
By that evening I
noticed she was bumping her mom's udder a lot while nursing. I got worried,
so I called a vet. I talked with the vet and expressed my concerns that the
foal wasn't getting enough milk. The vet was busy with other things and said
she could come out but it would be the next day, so I decided that maybe
everything was okay and that I was being a worry wart.
I got up Monday morning,
cleaned the stall out, and went to work. When I came home that evening, I
found Diamond laying in the stall shaking and she wouldn't get up.
I knew then there was something terribly wrong with her. I called another
vet who came right out and after examining her said she didn't get enough
colostrum. We tried running IV fluids in her which might save her. I stayed
in the stall all night with her, petting her and letting her lay her head
in my lap. I knew each breath she took would be her last, but she held
on.
The next morning I knew
she would never get up again. It was too late and she had become septic.
The vet came back out and asked me how far I wanted to take the treatment
and I couldn't bear to see her suffer, so I had him put her down while I
held her in my arms. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to
do.
I think of her every day
and will never forget her.
Amy
