My mate came out (she had been show prepping a horse for tomorrow) and said yeah, I'm going with it being Choke, although told me to come back in two hours to make sure she's alright and getting better... cos at this stage she was back to her naughty self and eating happily. So I headed back out there at 7.20pm in the dark, armed with a thick jacket, gumboots and a torch... she was distressed cos I had left her up by the shed in a small pen... so I braved the mud in my swampy paddock, and led my very excited Bailey down to her boyfriend and Honey... she almost managed to push me into the mud a few times lol. But with a shrill out to Evo, she was off down to the pair grazing down the back and by the time me and the waning torchlight made it down there, she was happy as! I checked her vitals now that she was settled down and she was bright eyed, no more stuff coming out of her mouth/nose, and the heaving was completely gone. Evo snorted at the torch light but once I spoke out to him he whinnied and snuggled into my chest, before going back to his girlfriend, haha! And Honey got some love too before I trudged back through the mud to the car with my mobile faintly guiding me!
I think the problem was that the hard feed WAS damp, but I had mixed it up earlier with Evo, so it had been sitting there, although I've done that before with no problem... but she hadn't been up to the pen by the shed in awhile and did go a little bonkers on the spring grass coming through there... and then scoffed her feed... but yes I'm blaming myself for everything that happened, and I know I need to stop being so hard on myself but I can't believe how stupid I was, and from now on I'll be mixing feeds and then feeding them out immediately like I normally do. With all the stress from trying to find a new house (we FINALLY found one yesterday), recent uni essays, and other things happening etc, today was just the icing on top of the cake and I'm still shaken up from it... I wouldn't wish what I endured today on anyone (though it may not be always lifethreatening, it was terrifying to watch and feeling so helpless for her). It made me realise JUST how much I take her for granted, and that she could be easily snatched away from me.
I'm really disappointed in the vet that I rang... it wasn't my normal vet but was the one on call for the weekend from Vet Equine... and his uncaring nature is seriously making me think about changing to another vet clinic. Granted it may not seem like a big thing to some vets... but colic was playing on my mind and with her vitals all crashing down, I thought she was in need of a vet... afterall, I was the one willing to pay for it, wasn't I?
I'm hoping to go down tomorrow morning to find my bright eyed pony back to a level of normalcy... and I hope I can get some sleep, haha!