Miraculously, he pulled through, the vets were surprised. He went back home, he was eating, drinking, pooping, peeing, and then he started to colic again today at about noon. My friend was still there when we came in her car. We had gone into the barn and he was laying down, and you could just see it in his eyes that he was in TREMENDOUS pain.
So we got him up and moving, but then leading him around just wasn't enough. He'd take a step and buckle, take a step and buckle. We got him into the arena and chased him around a bit. He let out a few farts, but it just kept getting worse. My friend is bawling. She knows. The on-call vet was 45 minutes away, and my friend didn't want him put down at the barn with all the people and the kids. Also, they didn't need to see him hauled up with a wench onto a truck. =|
He got to the vet, pooped in the trailer, was sedated, tubed, given a rectal exam and an ultrasound. The vet didn't know what was wrong. His intestines felt fine, it looked fine. So they decided to let him wake up and go from there.
I left shortly after, and I got word not too long ago that he was put down. Miracle was a beautiful, BEAUTIFUL sorrel overo Paint gelding, maybe about 5 or 6. He was such a sweet boy, the vet techs fell in love with him. It's such a shame for such a good horse to have to go through that. I'm sure everyone thinks the same thing, but it doesn't make it less true. Nor do I mean that some horses deserve it while others don't. It's just so sad.
Rest in peace, Miracle. You will be forever missed. <3