Guess who's back? ;;;)))
Kind of, anyways. Lol
Anyhow, as a couple of you so infuriatingly guessed, something was, indeed, wrong. Apparently, I was unable to project my usual persona, however much I tried. You people are like bloodhounds I swear. So now that I have an overall better mood and are able to sleep more than 3 hours a night, I shall share my shitty weeks story because I feel like it.
So beginning on Sunday, a week before fair, mind you, Mandu had the beginnings of a rectal prolapse(If you don't know, it's when part of the large intestine is expelled out the anus). This condition is already serious when it begins, but it can go from bad, to worse, to deadly within no time.
It never got to be bigger than a golf ball, but if y'all have ever seen Criminal Minds, or know pigs, you know they will eat ANYTHING. Mandu shares the pen with his brother. Pigs are known to bite off the prolapse or rip it further out because they, unlike us, don't understand what it is and that it can literally kill their friend.
Now, that didn't happen, thank God, but it was definitely the reason I was up at night balling like a little bitch because I couldn't supervise Mandu every few hours. I feared waking up to massacre and couldn't handle it, but now we are cautiously optimistic that he is healing. I was not only faced with the possibility that I couldn't show, but the fact my pig was going to die.
So how do you treat that Glace? Well, there's a surgery, where they shove it back in and stitch him up, but pigs can't have antibiotics two weeks before fair and the doctor thought it would heal on its own cause it was relatively small, so we went with that route since it didn't progress fast.
But! the non-surgery route includes laxatives and hemorrhoid ointment. On the protrusion/butthole. Several times a day. Yeah, it fucking sucks, but gloves exist and that part is honestly fine, no biggie, I've taken temps before and it's not like my fingers are in his butthole... yet
And then, my advisor says Vet 2 told her to just shove it in. My advisor gets it back in the first time and tells me to just use my thumb. I try everything, end up in hysterics because I can't get it in and I need to do this for him . My mom tells me it's bleeding, my breakdown magnifies and I am literally crying for the next 8 hours over it all.
My advisor didn't fucking tell me how to do it properly. I was doing it wrong and she would not come out to show me that day. I love my advisor, but I'm a teenager, not a vet. It wasn't until yesterday she gave more specific instruction and actually showed me at the weigh in(he's 249 pounds now, btw), but at this point he's keeping it in for longer periods of time and even getting it back in himself, so hallelujah. I haven't had to do it myself yet.
But Mandu was perfectly fine and not in pain throughout this process. He was still my lazy, quiet baby and was eating fine. Honestly, he may have been a little uncomfortable because he's swollen, but he's been perfectly fine, just irritated when I spray water on his booty. We're optimistic that he'll heal by fair, but honestly, I was more worried about him than showing and if I wasn't able to go my parents were just going to pay for the procedure^^'
Saving a pig just to sell it for meat is kind of funny in a way, but there's a difference between a painless euthanization and suffering until you have to be euthanized.
But anyhoo, I am fine! I promise, just really tired and in need of some extra sleep, but I am pretty sure my mood is back to normal. Mandu is still his happy self and we are hopeful, but obviously not too hopeful in case we jinx it.
That being said, I'll still be off rp duty till the end of the week and possibly into next week, considering I have fair prep and fair on top of my pretty much round the clock care of Manduand school, but I should be around to chat with y'all ;)
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