The suggestion to attend some foalings prior to next year is an excellent one! As is Daventry’s point about evaluating how you deal with a crisis.
As a nurse, I stay very cool in a crisis, but the bottom line is that “fixing” a dystocia is not as easy as Karen Hayes makes it sound.
You have no idea how STRONG you need to be or how much it hurts putting your hands in a mare while she is contracting.
The mare I had leased is a fine example. The vet heard the alarm, but didn’t go in right away because I had advised them that this mare was sensitive about people being around during foaling and in the past she had jumped to her feet so quickly she gave the foal an umbilical hernia.
But the delay was not long, and the vet was watching from her doorway. Then she discovered the foal was presenting with both front legs back – a very rare (and horrible) position. This vet is VERY fit and works out with weights. She is young as well. Her husband also is a fitness nut and also works out with weights. The point is both of these people were not only vets (or one of them was) but also incredibly strong & fit.
Despite this, she said they worked for 20 minutes and still could only get 1 leg forward. After this it became more about saving the mare – the foal did not survive.
The mare DID survive, but the pressure created by the foal was so great and lasted so long the tissue in her vagina actually necrosed (sp?) and it took some 2 wks after foaling with daily debriding before that resolved.
Stats for my foaling history:
I’m honestly not sure how many foals I’ve produced, but I would guess around 40 between the WBs & the endurance prospects.
There have only been 2 actual dystocias; the one I mentioned (and the mare was in a different state for that one, thank goodness) and one early in my breeding career. That one was a breech. I discovered there was a problem when (as Karen Hayes suggests) I put my hand in right after the water broke and felt nothing I could recognize. I called my vet immediately, but she was 45 mins away.
The foal was still alive when she got there and was actually still alive when we got her out, but died just minutes later. I’ve since read that breech dystocias rarely end well…I think Jos commented he’d never known a foal that lived.
But I could not believe how much sheer strength it required to pull a foal…it’s not a 1 man job (or sometimes even a 2 man job!).
So only 2 o/o 40…BUT, like others have said, that doesn’t mean you are o/o the woods. I’ve lost several foals post-foaling and dealt with post-foaling colic in the mares (not uncommon).
A very close friend of mine was over the moon last year when all five of her mares caught first cycle (with very expensive frozen for the most part). Results:
- 1 mare (bred to Quarterback) reabsorbed early on – 1st 30 days.
- Mare aborted at 6 mos (bred to DeNiro). No obvious cause, placenta looked fine. My friend did not do a necropsy.
- Foaling went ok, but soal started to tank hours afterwards. With some intensive nursing, it survived.
- Mare foaled out in the pasture – no problems at all.
- Mare foaled; vet present. foal got hung up at the hips. Only “stuck” for about 8 mins, but when the foal came out, the mare leaped up and the umbilical cord broke too low, causing an arterial bleed. The foal was at WSU vet school within 1.5 hrs of birth. Died the next day. Necropsy revealed massive damage to internal organs r/t pressure…spleen was ruptured, etc. Foal was HUGE – 220lbs!!!
So there are some sobering stats; o/o 5 pregnancies she got 2 live foals.
Truly, breeding is not for the faint-hearted…
BTW, I am not a fan of various foal alarms because of the reasons stated – you don’t know a mare is going to foal till she actually starts to do the deed.
I prefer the old fashioned way myself. I do the milk testing (which has been very, very accurate for me), and then I can alert everyone to keep their phone on and be ready.
This includes the vet, my strong neighbors, etc. Then I sleep in the barn.
This “system” has worked well for me. Best of luck for whatever you decide…and be aware that sometimes there is just nothing anyone can do…