Remember ‘Thing’ from The Addams Family?
I kept thinking about him today… I needed him.
I’ll get to that later.
WHAT I’VE LEARNED FROM ROUNDS 1-3 OF MAGGOT THERAPY…
Today was Round 4 of the maggot therapy.
Why so many Rounds?
Well, Round 1 went great but we didn’t know that there was more infection in there… and it came back.
Round 2 went well – and that time we knew to do a Round 3 right away because we wanted all the maggots to die of starvation (means there is no more dead tissue in there to eat) instead of growing fat, happy and plump – which they all were.
So, Round 3 happened last Friday.
Well… it all went to heck in a handbasket. First off, her boot came off during the night, so I was sure all the maggots had been crushed. Next, Hubby fed her and turned on the Theraplate, not thinking much of it. Tess was standing on the Theraplate, so he turned it on, naturally.
Well, I was sure that the Theraplate killed whatever maggots were left.
So, I had the vet order more maggot for today.
But last Sunday, on a hunch, I decided to put in the maggots I had stored in the refrigerator (in the barn) because I wasn’t able to scoop them all out of the container – so I held them in the fridge. Anyway, they were still alive on Sunday so I unwrapped her hoof and inserted the leftover bugs.
OMG! Out poured a ton of fat and healthy maggots!!
They had survived no boots and the Theraplate!
Hearty little buggers.
They must have been way up inside her hoof, eating, when the boot came off. And, clearly, they didn’t mind the Theraplate. In fact, if I had to judge, I’d say they thrived with the vibration! These maggots were the healthiest I had seen! (Another hidden wonder of the Theraplate.)
Anyway, I inserted the tiny bugs that had been in my refer last Sunday morning.
And, on Monday night, they were fully mature.
Ugh. So, we know that she has enough food (necrotic tissue) to grow a maggot in a very short time.
Yikes. We need more troops!
I’m getting good at this.
Except, I needed ‘Thing’.
Just one more hand… that’s all. One hand to hold up her foot as I wrap it.
As it was, I balanced her hoof on my knee. But, I also wanted to put bugs on the front of her hoof by her coronet band and that was tough while holding her hoof on my knee.
Anyway, first I had the sterile gauze saturated with saline solution.
Then, I prepped the wrap. I put the scissors nearby because this vetwrap doesn’t tear well (ugh).
I had cleaned and inserted the cut-out pad into her Equine Slipper.
(For me, the Equine Slipper stays on the best. It is ground level and has really strong velcro. She seems to like it best as well.)
Oh, and the towel. She needs to stand on a clean towel.
I had it all ready.
NO COOPERATION FROM THE QUEEN
Mama Tess had had a day without anything in or on her hoof and I think she liked it. Because when I went to pick up her hoof to put the towel under her hoof, she declined.
This is when THING would have been a benefit…
Tess and I argued about this for a few minutes until I relented and gave her more soaked beet pulp.
She lifted her foot.
As I mentally prepared myself to wipe, pack, gauze, wrap and boot in a nanosecond, I looked up at her.
Me: Why are you fighting me today?
MT: YOU have bugs trapped in your foot and see how you feel!
Me: Is it weird feeling?
MT: What do you think?…
Me: Sorry, but they are doing a good job.
MT: Well, it feels like my hoof is constantly tingling and vibrating and stinging a bit.
Me: But they are only eating dead stuff.
MT: I’m just sayin’…
AND PRESTO CHANGO, IT WAS DONE!
Likity split, when she agreed to lift her foot, I sprung into action!
Again, there were too many escapee maggots for me to get them all into her hoof. So, I put the extras in the refer. I’ll use them on Thursday.
For now, she has been rewarded with dry NSC hay and more soaked beet pulp.
She was happy.
I was trying to understand how it felt to her to have her hoof/nail unstable… She seems bugged but not agitated by the pain.
And then… as I was reaching for the umpteenth bandaid for my splitting fingers, I knew.
My finger tips have split and I cannot control it. My right hand (dominant) has 4 split fingers. I’ve never, ever had this happen to me. But, for the last several months, one or all of my fingers on my right hand are in stages of split.
Ouch. Tough to do just about anything. Typing, washing dishes, opening anything, writing, grabbing, driving, pushing the button on the camera… everything that involves my fingers – hurts. Annoying but doable.
Um hmmm. I think I’ll ponder that one a bit – on a few levels.
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