Update on our goat with oral tumor.
On the same day that Nelson Mandela died, we chose to put our lovely "Wade" down. As we were paying our bill that evening in the Ft. Collins University animal hospital, the TV in the waiting area was broadcasting a tribute to Nelson Mandela. My thought was, "Great! Nelson can surely use a good pack goat!" Wade died peacefully with his head in my lap as we cooed to him telling him what an awesome pack goat he was.
We do not know if there were more tumors in his body. But they said there likely were many more tumors. I had been flushing the oral tumor with CDS & distilled water daily for two weeks, or so, using a syringe. I never learned enough about injecting CDS to do it with confidence. But it turned out that the tumor (s) was the least of his health problems.
The weather turned bitter cold (below zero) and he stopped eating. By the way, before the cold snap, he had been acting peculiar. He would stay separate from his two brothers and just lie in the irrigation ditch as far from the barn as he could be. And alone. Most unusual. He was also eating and drinking less and less. We had our goat vet come out to check on him. She said his rumen (digestion) had stopped. This can be a death sentence for ruminants.
She had me go up to the Ft. Collins University large animal hospital and get 2 qts of fresh, iive & warm rumen fluid (which they harvest from a cow with a portal in her side - thanks, Daisey!!). I kept it warm and later that evening we tubed the fluid into Wade's rumen and waited until morning to see if his rumen would "wake up." It did not.
The vet came back out and measured his bladder with a mobile ultra-sound device. His bladder was enlarged to 14 cm. One of the most challenging diseases in castrated goats is urinary track blockage which is usually due to stones. We immediately trailered him up to Ft. Collins. When I put him in the trailer, he called to me. I was overwhelmed with sadness. I sensed that it would be his last trailer ride. No more back packing for my lovely "water-boy." I called him that because on the trail he was the one of our 3 boyz who stayed right close behind me. I always had to be first on the trail. (Pack goats march in a specific order on the trail.) Because of Wade's position right behind me, he carried my water bottle.
The docs did several tests which clearly showed that the urine had already backed up into his kidneys. It did not seem like he was in pain. Hard to tell. But he surely must have been uncomfortable. He had always been quite an anti-social creature. He did not like strangers! However, he behaved like a country gentleman in his last hours. He even allowed us to lead him to the scale to be weighed. (215 lbs).
Our vet assured me that the CDS he might have ingested during the tumor flushing I had done could not have caused any of his health problems.
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Rev. Joyce Jay
Genesis II Church of Health & Healing
Colorado, USA Chapter #187
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