I took a benadryl last night because my allergies are bad, and I thought I would be able to sleep. I slept until 7 this morning and didn't get out of bed until 7:30. What a wonderful way to start the day! Of course, this meant that I did not get my chores done and I did not have myself ready for the day. Therefore, I couldn't work with everyone else in an undivided mamner. Lesson learned.
In the meantime I went out to the barn to get Millie so that A could milk her. On the way out of the barn, I noticed that she had a big bloody spot on her udder. Come to find out, our other goat got nasty with her and she has a gouge that goes all the way through and it was dripping milk. Normally I will try to take care of injuries here at the house, but this was beyond my scope of ability. I do not want to try to do stitches. I have tried castrating a cat, with very poor results. I leave those sort of things for the vet! In the meantime, A is out of commission because her wisdom teeth, G was supposed to be working on chores, & M was supposed to be watching the baby and doing inside work, and Z fell out of the rockimg chair. We had floors to sweep, beds to make, laundry to fold, dishes to do, breakfast to make, baby's diaper to change, baby to get dressed and fed, all of us to feed, and chores to do.
Instead, I called the vet and got an appointment for her to come out. I was thankful to be able to get dressed and wash my hair before she showed up! We spent the next hour working on cleaning and stitching her up. In case you don't know, when a goat has a tranquilizer, she snores and falls asleep on her feet. And 125# of me trying to hold 100+# of her on a slippery milk stanchion is pretty funny. Millie was hardly standing on her own four feet and as I was holding her up, she was drooling all over my arms, and she was snoring. Her tongue was sticking out and she was weaving her head .It was quite a sight to behold! I imagine she was wonderimg "is this real life?!"
So now I have 3 shots to give her a day for the next two weeks, & I have to keep our horned goat separate from all the rest so that she does not injure anyone else. This means moving all of the goats around and now bottle feeding the 2 babies so that we can sooner move our horns goat to a new home.
After a quick lunch, I was able to lay the baby down, to go out to the barn to get the 2 baby goats, to bring them in, to try to nurse them, and keep the dog away from them.
Needless to say I feel like I'm losing my mind today. trying to deal with special diets and special needs on top of normal life is most days too much! Of course anyone reading this would say my life is not normal! To which I agree. However, I don't think normal exists for me at this point in life. I know God has placed me in this place at this time for a specific purpose for him. I just wish I knew how to do it in a manner worthy of him, and in a patient manner! If the kids and kids would just cooperate...if I would just learn a little bit quicker than s..l..o..w..!!
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