My "trip" report
The day started on a somber note. #401, a male had to be euthanized. He was steadily getting worse as the pneumonia took a stronger hold. It was a tough decision, but one that was best for all. Because of that, those that were holding the other 4 were asked to stay until the procedure was finished. The staff was professional, yet took the time to tell us onlookers what was happening and what to expect.
Once #401 was gone, they brought the others forward and we switched out volunteers. I was assigned to #303, a young female. She is developing a C curve, her tail is curving to one side (left) and she tends to list to that side along with turning. There was I, on the right pectoral fin at the front gently pulling her towards me, another Jenny on the left, gently pushing her towards me, and Diago, behind me supporting the tail. Our job was to keep her blow hole above water. Easier said than done.
When she breathed, she would first dip down a little bit in front (I think maybe to help contract the lungs and push the air out?), blow out air, maybe rest a few seconds, then a huge inhale. Pause. Repeat in about 45 seconds. In the process she would lean a little to the left. We had a hold of her dorsal fin, but there was a lot of damage along the edge and we had to be careful. We also had to cover her with water right AFTER she breathed. Since she did not adhere to a human schedule, she would/could take a breath at any second and we could not risk water being rinsed over her going into the blow hole.
4 hours doesn't seem like a long time, but only after 20 minutes of my hand on the dorsal fin, it started to cramp. I had to keep moving it, or placing it on top of one of the other volunteer's hand. The pectoral was pressed against my leg for a long time, till I realized I might be making things worse with it rubbing on my wet suit, and I had to find a better position, but was not in such close contact. The closer you are, the better control you have. These mammals, for as sick as they are could easily take the three of us for a ride if they were so inclined.
We chit chatted with each other, keeping it low and quiet. We are in a hospital after all and the patients are very sick. Our gal did make some noises. Beautiful. She was a talker! Neat to watch the blowhole muscles move as she made her different sounds.
Late morning, vitals were taken, and the vet also used a portable ultrasound to check the stomach. Then came the blood samples, taken from the tail fluke, and if needed, injections. After all four were vet checked, then came another round of vet checks, using a tube inserted down the trachea. Finally feeding via tube.
The one on the far right (next to us) took frozen fish!!!! Joy joy!
My shift was up and a new batch of volunteers lined the waters edge eager to help. I stepped away, so grateful that I was able to help, yet wishing I could do more.