Hi Everybody!
I’ve been working on Chapter Two of my story a little bit here and there. I tried to keep it shorter than Chapter One, but there is so much to tell!
I settled in here at the rescue and met so many great people. Freckles told me that some of the people are volunteers and they come to help because they have good hearts and want to make a difference. They make sure I have hay and fresh water all day long. I also had my very own little salt block – I’d never had one of those before. I was offered milk, too, but I didn’t like it – it didn’t taste like my mommy’s.
The humans became worried about me getting dehydrated, and not getting enough nutrition, so Mommy Theresa took me back to Dr. Bullock’s so he could give me electrolytes and other stuff through a tube. Oh, he gave me a shot of something too, but thankfully, it didn’t hurt much. I was so happy when I heard Dr. Bullock say to Mommy Theresa, “This calf should make it. I think she’ll be just fine, but I think it’s just going to take some time.” Mommy Theresa then got me a different kind of milk which tasted much better and when I drank it all up, that made me and my humans very happy!
I stayed out in the grass under a big shady tree by the barn except for when it rained and then I’d go to my suite in the barn. Kitty Cat came to visit me a lot and at night Max (he’s a big dog) was always close by to make sure we were all safe and that everything was okay.
Hope’s Care Team
Did you know that I have my very own care team? Well, I do! I met more vets that are on on my team – Dr. Sonday, Dr. Simonson, and Dr. Mangan. They’re all super! Dr. Sonday is awesome and she listens to my heart and lungs and makes sure that I’m happy and healthy – she loves me to pieces! Dr. Simonson (we call her Dr. Julia) treats me often with acupuncture and Raindrop Therapy which I really like. Dr. Mangan is really cool and when he checked out my eyes we found out why I couldn’t see – I have cataracts and something called iris hypoplasia. But did you know that as I grow, my eyes will get a little bigger than the cataracts, and I might be able to see better?
When my care team met to come up with a plan for me, I learned about some of the things that make me special. A couple of the words I heard were “Dwarfism” and “neurological.” I’ll try to explain some of the things as best as I can without the big words, okay?
Perfectly Imperfect
I’ve always had a hard time getting up from laying down and, once up, when I’d try to walk, my legs would get tangled up and I’d fall down. I had contracted tendons but there was more to it that I couldn’t explain to my humans because they don’t speak baby cow language – I wanted to tell them that I didn’t really know where my legs were or what they were doing. But now we know that my movements are a bit challenging, not just because of contracted tendons, but also because there’s something wrong with my sense of movement and effort – it’s called proprioception. It’s supposed to tell me where my body is in space but it doesn’t work right for me. Sometimes, when I’d fall down, I’d be so disoriented that I didn’t know what was up or what was down and I’d have trouble righting myself. But it never scared me – I knew I had to be somewhere. My eyes also sometimes roll downward and sometimes I’d look up like I was star gazing but I wasn’t because I couldn’t see anything but darkness. Sometimes, I’d suddenly jump without thinking about it or my muscles would twitch. My short legs aren’t exactly straight and my bones and muscles don’t look like those on most cows. I’m small and weigh much less than other calves my age. I’ve only grown three inches longer, and taller, since I’ve been here at the rescue.
But you know what’s kinda cool? Mommy Theresa told me that she had a spinal cord injury years ago and that she has no proprioception below her neck. She doesn’t know where her legs are either so she knows kind of what it’s like for me! She said doctors told her she’d never walk again but she believed she could, and she did! It took her time to learn how to walk, and do normal things again, but she did it! She also said that she believes in me and for me to never give up. That’s what my mommy used to say! I miss my mommy a lot. But, I now know if I had of stayed where me and my mommy lived, I would have been sent to Rainbow Bridge or been sold to a neighbor who wanted my hide. How could humans do that? My humans did check in on my mommy and said she’s okay. I’ll bet that she misses me, too.
I’m not made perfectly, but I’m perfectly loved and have been very blessed. Did you know most baby calves born with issues like mine are born dead, or don’t live long after they are born, or they are sent to Rainbow Bridge? There must be a reason that I lived, and for everything that’s happened to me. I really am special and I’m going to work hard to be the best that I can can be – I’m not going to give up! My care team is thankful that I’m not in pain, and that I have a positive attitude, which they said helps a lot. They believe I have a good chance of being able to live a good life!
Cuddle Buddies
Each day, humans helped me get up to do short walks but I wouldn’t stay up long. I’d get tired and lay down – it was just so hot that all I wanted to do was lay down and feel a breeze (I had my own fan). And when I laid down, humans would straighten my legs out and give me hay and water. Boo boos on my knees and chest, from before I came to the rescue, got treated and I’d get brushed which would put me to sleep! Jerry the Giraffe always kept me company and we even got a radio so we could listen to music! When it rained, I’d stay in my suite on a big, soft bed that I still really love.
Dynasplints & Silver Whinnys
One day, Mommy Theresa took me to meet another vet named Dr. Lugo. He was at a hospital where x-rays were done of my legs to see if something called Dynasplints would help me. After looking at my x-rays, Dr. Lugo said they might help! I also heard him say that if my knee needed help, sometime in the future, he could likely fix it!
A few days later, my Dynasplints arrived! Each day, boo boos on my knees got treated, my legs got wrapped with gauze and vet wrap, and then my splints were put on. It was strange at first – I had to learn how to walk in them. Mommy Theresa would pick up my front foot and put it out in front of me and say “walk”, and then she’d pick up the other front foot and put it out in front of me and say “walk”, and this made me want to move my back legs forward, too, and it worked! I was taking baby steps but I was walking and not falling down! It took me a bit to figure out how to lay down with the splints on, but I did it! I practiced walking each day but it was just so hot – I didn’t want to stay up long and I tired easily. But the days are getting cooler and that will help. I’ve got a lot of what my care team calls “physical therapy” to do but I believe I can do it! If you click on the picture above, you can see a video of me walking in my new Dynasplints!
One day, another package came with my name on it, from, “Sox for Horses.” I didn’t know why anyone would send me something for horses but I was excited! The package contained special socks from Uncle Raymond that I would wear under my braces. They kept my legs protected from the splints, helped the sores on my knees heal, and kept flies off my legs. It takes a lot less time for them to be put on than the wraps. They’re called “Silver Whinnys” and they’re awesome!
Selfie Time
Did you know mommy Theresa likes to take selfies with me? She says she’s not very good at it though. Whatever selfies are, they must be funny because she always laughs and says that someday, she’ll get the hang of it.
I’m going to end this chapter now. I’ll be working on Chapter Three over the next few days and you’ll learn all about my wheels and how they helped me to get MOOOVING!
Love,
Hope
When the world says, “Give up,” Hope whispers, “Try it one more time.”
