Lambing preparation

Nothing very interesting has happened as of late.  Here's the quick sum up:  I passed my first exams, classes run all day this semester it seems, the weather has gotten nicer, and I go lambing starting on Sat.

About two weeks ago we did our lambing practicals which was the first instance*; which is bound to be one of many; where I donned an OB glove.

 

These are the gloves that go up to your shoulder that are used to protect you during lambing/calfing or rectal palpation.

Here are some pictures of the ewes and newly born lambs.

There were three parts of the practical then a review.  The first part we talked about different scenarios that could happen while lambing and how we would handle them.  These scenarios included making sure the lamb got enough colostrum, how to foster, and castration/tail docking.  The next part showed us how to stomach tube, how to check for colostrum intake, and how to spot an ewe preparing for lambing.

*~*If you are the least bit squeamish, STOP READING NOW*~*

The last part was slightly disturbing but I can see how it helps us.  It involved a tub with a hole in the side, filled partially with water.  Attached to the outside of the hole was a plastic bag/tube which went into the tub, passing through the pelvic outlet of a salvaged sheep pelvis.  Inside the tub were two dead lambs.  The idea is that you take the lambs and position them in various ways and practice assisting the birth.

An example, although we had MUCH bigger ones that we worked with.

Now I understand the purpose of practicing but I'm a little unsure of why it had to be real lambs.  I think it would be fairly easy to make a realistic manikin instead.  There doesn't seem to be any reason I can think of why it had to be real dead lambs.  A manikin could easily be made that moves and weighs the same as a lamb.  

On Friday after class I leave for my 2 week lambing placement.  I will be 2 hours south-west of Edinburgh in a small town called Castle Douglas.  It's just a little down and to the left of Dumfries on this map.

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From the research I have done I will have no internet access. *gasp*!  If I have time between lambing shifts, studying and sleeping I will try to write some posts while I'm gone.  It will have to wait till I'm back home before I can post though.

That's all for now folks!

P.S.  I absolutely LOVE the pic I took of the lamb with the sun streaming in on the top of it's head.

* Technically it was the second.  The first time was during the sheep scanning, but that's not the same.  This would be the first time it was put on for the semi-intended purpose.

All I need is this receipt?

 

Today I decided, since it was probably my last chance for awhile, I would go and exchange my Canadian drivers license for a UK one.  Since Canada is considered a European union country (for some things), Canadians can pay £50 and hand over their Canadian license in exchange for a UK one.  Americans have to go through the whole system, writing a drivers test then do a driving test. 

I was trying to keep my additional driving certification and based on all the stuff on their website, their literature and the application that was possible.  So I filled out the application for the “Lorry” license, checked off the box for “I’m exchanging my non-UK license for a British one”, attached my picture and was all set.

The Driver and Vehicle Licensing Agency (DVLA) is on the other side of town so I got to have the pleasure of driving across town.  When I walked in I was surprised to notice that it looked almost identical to the ones I have been inside in Canada.  A bunch of chairs in rows facing 6 windows with only 2 open.  Immediately inside the door was a button that you pressed to get a number.  All the numbers of people currently waiting are displayed on a large flat screen TV which has a scrolling display on the bottom that tells you the current time and the estimated wait.  When I got there the estimated wait was 8 minutes.

A lady employee (manager?) was trying to speed up the process by pulling the next person due up aside and getting them all set up with paperwork.  So of course I was the first person she did this to.  While everyone else was getting to sit down at the window and explain their situation to the person, I was standing holding my pile of papers trying to explain to this lady what I wanted all while feeling like she was just trying to rush me along.  She also didn’t know if I needed to just fill out the application for a lorry license or both that one and the regular car one.  Since she didn’t know and they aren’t the issuing authority she said she was going to call and ask.

She finally allowed me to go to a window, after I had shown her all my homework paperwork was completed.  Once I got to the window the lady then explained to the guy about me wanting to exchange my license and asked him if I needed to complete both applications or just the lorry one.  He also said he didn’t know and said she should call.  Apparently she hadn’t done that yet.  The guy explained that they aren’t the ones to issue the licenses, they are just a glorified post office for the applications.

The lady comes back after the phone call and tells me that even though everything else says I can, I can’t switch my Canadian “F" license for a lorry license here.  What would instead happen is I would be able to get an automatic car license with a provisional lorry license and I would have to do a driving test to get a full lorry license.  I would only be able to get an automatic car license unless I can show that I tested on a manual or I take a manual test.

I finally get through all this and the guy takes my applications.  In addition to the paperwork I also need to hand over my Canadian drivers license (which I won’t get back) and my passport (which they will mail back to me).  Plus I need to pay £50, oh and their debit/cash machine is down “so can you just drive to the nearby mall, walk all the way down it to find a bank machine and get cash?””

After doing that little unnecessary errand I drove back to the office and was glad that guy had told me to just wait for him to be free as the wait was now 28 minutes..  I handed over my applications, my £50, my passport and drivers license and was given this:

 

 

For the next 3 weeks (15 calendar days) other than my student card, this is my only ID.

Sheep Scanning

 

Farmers in the UK (and most likely in other countries) time their lambing season for when vet students are out of school.  In the UK this is because all vet students need to complete EMS placements – which are unpaid placements in various animals husbandry areas (sheep, cows, poultry, pigs, etc).  Animal husbandry is learning how to take care of the different animals including feeding, watering, cleaning and some reproductive aspects.  We need to complete 12 weeks of animal husbandry EMS before the end of Easter break in second year. 

So farmers time their lambing for easter break when vet students across the country can (cuz they have to) help out with the process of lambing.  Depending on a bunch of different factors some of these lambing placements are paid.

Now i’m off topic…Anyways, at this time of year the farmers want to know how many lambs each ewe is expecting because they feed them very specifically and it’s nice to know that there is still another lamb to go when the ewe is in labour.  Easter bush (the sheep farm) did sheep scanning (ultrasound) in mid January and an email was sent around to students asking if they wanted to help and watch.  “E” and I volunteered.

We started off with getting the ewes into the pens leading to the chute while the scanner guy got set up.  Once he “scanned” the ewe and determined how many lambs it was having it was marked and released and the next ewe went into the “crush”.  A crush can sound horrible, but really it’s just a box/crate that is about as wide as the animal and prevents them from going forward or backwards.  At Easter bush their marking scheme is as follows:

• Red on the back = single lamb
• Red on the head = bad…
• Blue on the back = twins
• Red and blue on the back = quads
• (blue on the shoulders mean that they were due earlier than the rest)

Now, as scanning dude (i’ll call him SD from now on) was setting up the group of us were watching him.  Most of us had never done anything similar and didn’t know how sheep scanning was done.  SD was wearing waterproof trousers over his pants, then he put on one of those gloves that goes all the way to your shoulder, then he added his waterproof jacket, then ANOTHER very long glove which he taped around the top to hold it up, then a latex glove, then completed his ensemble with a rubber apron.

The group of us chatted about what he was doing and how we thought this scanning might be done.  I made the comment that perhaps since he was gloving up and putting on so much protective clothing that maybe they did an internal ultrasound.  This girl – lets call her Ms. Gullible* – was like “wow! that makes sense, who would have thought.”**

E and I started off with helping to herd sheep into the chute and keeping them going as steady as we could since SD only needed about 10-20 seconds to determine the lambs in each ewe.

At the beginning of the chute, at the “bottleneck” so to speak.

 

 

Looking down the chute towards where the scanning was taking place.

 

 

A nice Suffolk posing for the camera.

 

SD had a container that looked like a pressurized fertilizer can that you would carry around while spraying your lawn.  Every once in a while he would pump it a couple of times and carry on.  I asked him about it and he said it contained ultrasound gel and the pressure would automatically pump the gel through the tube and down to the ultrasound wand. 

Most of the group rotated around helping with the different aspects of the day.  They needed people to keep the ewes moving – both at the bottleneck before the chute as well as along the chute because some didn’t want to go.  Two people to mark the ewes, and there was always the allure of watching the ultrasound screen to see if you could figure out what the blurry imagines meant.

Here’s an example:

Not a great picture, I pulled it off a video I took as I didn’t want to distract SD with the camera flash.  In the above picture there is one lamb laying sideways just above and to the left of the white half circle at the bottom.

Here’s a video of the procedure.  You’ll notice that I wasn’t kidding when I said he only needed about 10-20 seconds per ewe.  The first ewe was so glad to be out you’ll see she leaps from the crush.  The first ewe takes a little longer, but that’s because SD is explaining the image to the students watching.

 

 

So…about 10 ewes into the process I had figured out that indeed this was an external ultrasound.   Further confirming my updated assumption was the design of his ultrasound transducer.  It looked like the one below, and the cylindrical part on the end rotated.

 

Here’s a couple of the scanned ewes to show you their new markings.

 

Once we had made it through all the ewes housed indoors it was time to do the gimmers.  A gimmer is a ewe from 1st shearing to 1st lambing.  The gimmers are currently housed outside in the field.  The Sheppard went out with one of the border collies and rounded up the sheep and brought them in.  Because the gimmers haven’t gone through this experience before and are younger they are a little feistier.

 

After about 2 hours we were finally through all the ewes and had the last ewe still in the crush.  At this point the SD asked if any of us wanted to take a go at it.  A couple of us jumped at the chance, myself included.   This is where Ms. Gullible comes back into the picture.

So Ms. Gullible sits down after gloving up and is handed the probe by SD.  SD was nice enough to sit/crouch behind us to assist us and to help by taking our hand and placing it in the right place and right angle.

I find out later that Ms. Gullible at this point still doesn’t realize this ISN’T an internal ultrasound. 

Now Ms. Gullible tells me at this point she was looking at her hand, holding this probe, AND SD’s hand would be over hers – all together making what she believed would be a lot of stuff to “insert” to do this ultrasound.  She believed that this was why some of the ewes jumped as they left the crush as they were so glad it was over.  Not to mention that the ultrasound probe had that rotating head.

So Ms. Gullible takes her hand and places it between the ewes back legs and is getting into position to insert it. 

SD quickly says “that’s a little too high!”. 

Ms Gullible now thinks - *Ah, I must not have been low enough for the vagina, must have been up around the rectum.  I’ll just lower my hand and get ready again…*

At this point SD clues into what she is attempting to do, takes her hand and says “Nah!, I don’t think she’d appreciate that” (while winking at the Sheppard) and guides her hand down and to the underside of the abdomen.

*snicker snicker snicker*  Needless to say, it was pretty darn funny!!

 

• * May or may not be her real name. (and it WAS NOT me!)
• ** This story may or may not be exaggerated.