I spent last night looking at another iv drip. The vet came at midnight to site it as the mare was going downhill before our eyes.
We all agreed on the insulin route. Not one particularly used in the UK but we decided there was nothing to lose now.
Left with an intravenous drip of Hartmann’s solution and some instructions on when to test her blood glucose, I spent the night as a nurse, making observations, taking blood samples and generally writing everything down to tell the vet at 07:30.
I had a bed but it was taken. It was a long night for us all.
The mare made it through the night and I left to get some sleep in the morning with the promise that the vet would visit later and we would re-group and work out our next plan of attack.
I left my daughter, Daisy, with the mare and the owner.
This afternoon, I woke up after 4 hours sleep, did my chores (fed horses, quickly kissed noseys, changed foot dressing) and returned to the mare.
The drip had been re-sited again. She was beginning to eat and we were told to really try and get food down her, whatever means. Her temperature was down to normal, her heart rate too but now her front legs and chest had slight pitting oedema from her decreased liver function.
The nursing staff had increased.
And so I spent the afternoon/evening shoving Polos down (she likes them), apple and a carrot/porridge mixture.
The mare looks slightly better. She is still reluctant to chew or swallow but there is more opinion in her objection. The Polos make a very satisfactory crunch and I hope that any peppermint oil in them (if any) will help her tummy. She can spit a piece of apple at me with surprising accuracy too!