lakeportfarms
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Thanks for all the input...here's the summary.
Calf was VERY BIG, well upwards of 100 lbs.
One front forelimb was ok, the other was bent at the knee. By the time we saw she wasn't progressing, we called the only vet we knew that did large animals that was near us. We had brought her back from the farm because we wanted to keep an eye on her. I wasn't going to be at the farm for a few days. Our farm is 1.5 hours away, and the vet for there doesn't travel that far. When we learned the vet near our house couldn't get there for 12 hours we went in ourselves to try to get it in position. My wife had to go in first because the cervix was so tightly clamped around the other forelimb, I couldn't even get my hand inside. My wife couldn't even reach the hoof. Finally I was able to get my hand in (one only) and just barely cup the hoof (I am 6' plus with long arms and I was extended as far as I could without sticking my head in there) and I had to yank it into position.
We then tried pulling but the calf seemed to be stuck at the shoulders or head. We got the head straight, but only advanced the calf about 3". We were pulling for a couple of hours. We knew the calf was dead, and I got the tractor and a comealong. All that succeeded in doing was pulling the cow to the ground and causing her to pass out briefly.
We discussed dismembering the calf, but there was no room inside. The vet had been broken into 3 days earlier and all of his equipment was stolen, so he couldn't do the c-section on her. He gave her the shot to try to loosen the cervix and renew the contractions, but we still couldn't get the calf out, so we at that point basically prayed and decided to let nature take it's course. I guess we could have pulled out the utility knife, and in hindsight that would have been her best chance by then.
I did manage to get a good vet out the following day, but the calf had already started rotting and the vet gave her chances of recovering less than 10% due to the length of time that had passed. She was clearly already showing signs of toxicity, and if she survived the surgery he didn't give her much chance of overcoming the infection. If we tried to pull the calf it would have ripped the cow up. We didn't want her to die with that type of trauma.
When you don't have problems previously you are not always prepared. Situations like this teach you a lot. We knew about MSU but didn't think we could get her there in good enough shape to matter. We learned which vet would move heaven and earth to get out when he was required. We hadn't had a situation where that speed had been needed in the past. His name takes the place of the other one on the fridge now. Our home is on the edge of a very affluent area, I could get our cat spayed for $200.00 all day long, but there are very few large animal vets around. We are fortunate to have found one, unfortunately it was too late for her. Thanks for all your advice, that's why I read so many of the posts to begin with, even if it doesn't affect me now. I know anything is a possibility. We'll miss her, she was the family cow, even a pet if you will, where the others we have are more for a purpose. My favorite thing about her was when petting or rubbing her on the neck she would start flapping her ears back and forth. It was her way of showing her affection.
Calf was VERY BIG, well upwards of 100 lbs.
One front forelimb was ok, the other was bent at the knee. By the time we saw she wasn't progressing, we called the only vet we knew that did large animals that was near us. We had brought her back from the farm because we wanted to keep an eye on her. I wasn't going to be at the farm for a few days. Our farm is 1.5 hours away, and the vet for there doesn't travel that far. When we learned the vet near our house couldn't get there for 12 hours we went in ourselves to try to get it in position. My wife had to go in first because the cervix was so tightly clamped around the other forelimb, I couldn't even get my hand inside. My wife couldn't even reach the hoof. Finally I was able to get my hand in (one only) and just barely cup the hoof (I am 6' plus with long arms and I was extended as far as I could without sticking my head in there) and I had to yank it into position.
We then tried pulling but the calf seemed to be stuck at the shoulders or head. We got the head straight, but only advanced the calf about 3". We were pulling for a couple of hours. We knew the calf was dead, and I got the tractor and a comealong. All that succeeded in doing was pulling the cow to the ground and causing her to pass out briefly.
We discussed dismembering the calf, but there was no room inside. The vet had been broken into 3 days earlier and all of his equipment was stolen, so he couldn't do the c-section on her. He gave her the shot to try to loosen the cervix and renew the contractions, but we still couldn't get the calf out, so we at that point basically prayed and decided to let nature take it's course. I guess we could have pulled out the utility knife, and in hindsight that would have been her best chance by then.
I did manage to get a good vet out the following day, but the calf had already started rotting and the vet gave her chances of recovering less than 10% due to the length of time that had passed. She was clearly already showing signs of toxicity, and if she survived the surgery he didn't give her much chance of overcoming the infection. If we tried to pull the calf it would have ripped the cow up. We didn't want her to die with that type of trauma.
When you don't have problems previously you are not always prepared. Situations like this teach you a lot. We knew about MSU but didn't think we could get her there in good enough shape to matter. We learned which vet would move heaven and earth to get out when he was required. We hadn't had a situation where that speed had been needed in the past. His name takes the place of the other one on the fridge now. Our home is on the edge of a very affluent area, I could get our cat spayed for $200.00 all day long, but there are very few large animal vets around. We are fortunate to have found one, unfortunately it was too late for her. Thanks for all your advice, that's why I read so many of the posts to begin with, even if it doesn't affect me now. I know anything is a possibility. We'll miss her, she was the family cow, even a pet if you will, where the others we have are more for a purpose. My favorite thing about her was when petting or rubbing her on the neck she would start flapping her ears back and forth. It was her way of showing her affection.