Rohan2425
In the Brooder
Hi guys. I am Rohan from Bangladesh. I have been trying to join this community for so long but when I register it kept saying my behavior resembled automation or something. Anyway, I am finally here and I am glad about it. But I am not happy. If I had been here a few days ago, perhaps I could have done better by my chicks. I bought 6 chicks from a store. I don't know the breed but they become white when they grow up. I also bought two chicken called Golden colorbird in our country. Amongst the latter, one died from digestion issues by overeating. Of the former six, one died by jumping from our balcony. He was the largest amongst them but he didn't grow full feathers by that time or didn't know how to maneuver them at least.
Now it's been almost 8 weeks. Yesterday, two of my healthiest chickens died. I think it is due to my actions. The day before yesterday, they had eaten a lot and were about to roost afterward underneath the bulb. Three of them became bulky. But as usual, since it was nighttime, I thought it was time to put them to bed. So I took them all and put them in the crate where they spent the night. The night passed and then yesterday morning I opened their crate. Usually, during that time, they all try to jump out of excitement. But this time, three of them were not moving. They were standing still. And not moving that much. Later they were only standing close the the bulb for heat and didn't eat or anything. Possibly lethargic. Only sometimes one or two of them came to drink water and that's it.
At night, I saw two of them weren't even drinking water. And since they looked bulky, I thought maybe they were having digestive issues. So I decided to feed them a solution of a medicine used to help with digestion. Something called yeast-sol. I made them drink it by using a pump nozzle. They drank fine. So usually, when I blow a whistle. All of them immediately look for me. But this time these three weren't opening their eyes. One of them did but he opened only one eye. So I picked one from the two who didn't open his eyes and was only breathing. Upon picking him up, he didn't put pressure to lift his head up. So the solution he drank, came up to his mouth from his crop and was dripping. Then he twitched, vomited, and died. I was horrified by this. I should've left the next one as well and waited for the morning. But I picked him up too and he died the same way. I cried a lot that night and if I had proper guidance. I don't have an avian vet nearby and I don't even have a budget to handle this because I am going through a financial crisis right now. The store guy is not that helpful when I bring chickens to him. This could have been avoided.
Out of those three, one survived the night. And I took him to the store guy today, he gave me a medicine called Oxyvet. Right now the chick is doing a bit fine and is moving and eating contrary to yesterday. But he still is keeping one of his eyes closed sometimes. I hope he survives. I try to take care of them as much as possible, I know it is not enough. But people in my country think I am doing too much for a mere couple of chickens. They don't care that much so it's sad to talk about them as I have no one to talk to.
Another thing happened. As I mentioned before, I bought a chick called Golden Colorbird. After his mate died, he was not that interactive with the others. And he doesn't come to me.. When I whistle, all the other chicks come to me and he doesn't. So I thought maybe he felt alone amongst the white ones. Hence yesterday I bought two new baby chicks of the same breed. Since it's winter here and I have only one bulb, I couldn't keep them with the other ones as they attack. So I keep them in my hand otherwise they scream. But I needed to do other stuff too and I couldn't keep them in my hand as well. So I put them under a blanket, and they were quite. But something happened due to my negligence. I accidentally fell over the blanket and they died. I am still crying. I know I am writing their death in few sentences in contrast to the paragraph about the death of my older two chicks. But still, I loved them very much. They cried but loved being in my hand. I don't know what to say anymore. It feels like whatever I touch, gets destroyed. I feel very bad about myself and I can't get over their deaths. I can't even sleep. Four deaths over two days and all because of me. I don't know what to say anymore. I hope the rest of my chicks survive. Three seem healthy. I hope the other one becomes healthy as well.
I feel so bad about myself. I can't justify my acts. All I need are prayers for me, and my chickens who are alive and the ones who passed. I would post more if I need help. Thank you all for reading.
Now it's been almost 8 weeks. Yesterday, two of my healthiest chickens died. I think it is due to my actions. The day before yesterday, they had eaten a lot and were about to roost afterward underneath the bulb. Three of them became bulky. But as usual, since it was nighttime, I thought it was time to put them to bed. So I took them all and put them in the crate where they spent the night. The night passed and then yesterday morning I opened their crate. Usually, during that time, they all try to jump out of excitement. But this time, three of them were not moving. They were standing still. And not moving that much. Later they were only standing close the the bulb for heat and didn't eat or anything. Possibly lethargic. Only sometimes one or two of them came to drink water and that's it.
At night, I saw two of them weren't even drinking water. And since they looked bulky, I thought maybe they were having digestive issues. So I decided to feed them a solution of a medicine used to help with digestion. Something called yeast-sol. I made them drink it by using a pump nozzle. They drank fine. So usually, when I blow a whistle. All of them immediately look for me. But this time these three weren't opening their eyes. One of them did but he opened only one eye. So I picked one from the two who didn't open his eyes and was only breathing. Upon picking him up, he didn't put pressure to lift his head up. So the solution he drank, came up to his mouth from his crop and was dripping. Then he twitched, vomited, and died. I was horrified by this. I should've left the next one as well and waited for the morning. But I picked him up too and he died the same way. I cried a lot that night and if I had proper guidance. I don't have an avian vet nearby and I don't even have a budget to handle this because I am going through a financial crisis right now. The store guy is not that helpful when I bring chickens to him. This could have been avoided.
Out of those three, one survived the night. And I took him to the store guy today, he gave me a medicine called Oxyvet. Right now the chick is doing a bit fine and is moving and eating contrary to yesterday. But he still is keeping one of his eyes closed sometimes. I hope he survives. I try to take care of them as much as possible, I know it is not enough. But people in my country think I am doing too much for a mere couple of chickens. They don't care that much so it's sad to talk about them as I have no one to talk to.
Another thing happened. As I mentioned before, I bought a chick called Golden Colorbird. After his mate died, he was not that interactive with the others. And he doesn't come to me.. When I whistle, all the other chicks come to me and he doesn't. So I thought maybe he felt alone amongst the white ones. Hence yesterday I bought two new baby chicks of the same breed. Since it's winter here and I have only one bulb, I couldn't keep them with the other ones as they attack. So I keep them in my hand otherwise they scream. But I needed to do other stuff too and I couldn't keep them in my hand as well. So I put them under a blanket, and they were quite. But something happened due to my negligence. I accidentally fell over the blanket and they died. I am still crying. I know I am writing their death in few sentences in contrast to the paragraph about the death of my older two chicks. But still, I loved them very much. They cried but loved being in my hand. I don't know what to say anymore. It feels like whatever I touch, gets destroyed. I feel very bad about myself and I can't get over their deaths. I can't even sleep. Four deaths over two days and all because of me. I don't know what to say anymore. I hope the rest of my chicks survive. Three seem healthy. I hope the other one becomes healthy as well.
I feel so bad about myself. I can't justify my acts. All I need are prayers for me, and my chickens who are alive and the ones who passed. I would post more if I need help. Thank you all for reading.
