Spurred on by Shannon's fascinating story of the cow, I will confess to what
I did yesterday--get it off my chest, so to speak, where it has been hanging
like a much-deserved albatross!

It was very stormy and kinda dark here around 3 pm yesterday. I was playing
away at copy-editing when I was suddenly startled by a hard thump on the big
picture window next to me. I looked up to see one of our robins flying away.
Because the thump had been so hard, I stood up and looked up and there was a
young robin lying on the ground, sorta twisted but obviously still
breathing.

I rushed in the house, grabbed my Urgent Care kit, and hurried to the
kitchen for a bowl, meanwhile pulling out of the kit what I thought was the
bottle of Arnica. [I now know, and will hopefully never forget again, that
it is the third bottle in the row!]

I squinted my 63-yr-old eyes in the dark kitchen, too much in a hurry to put
on my reading glasses, and tipped two tiny pellets in the bowl. A bit of
filtered water on the pellets and out I went to the rescue of the downed
young robin. (very probably the one I had seen fledge recently in a nest
under our deck...oh, woe is me!)

Unfortunately, our dog followed me out. She didn't go near the robin (though
it may have known she was there) because I was in between dog and bird. I
dipped my fingers in the water and flipped some drops on the bird, whereupon
the poor bird did a couple of dreadful cartwheel-like flops that I will
never forget. I flipped water again, trying hard to get some on its eye, as
I have read one should do--and the poor thing promptly gave up the ghost.

I was so disappointed, but imagine my horror when I went into the kitchen
later to put the remedy bottle back in the kit and found that it was the
second bottle: Apis 30c.

My husband says I didn't kill the baby bird--but then he doesn't know much
about homeopathy and he didn't see those horrid death throes brought on by
the drops of Apis, or so I fear.

I have read that you can't kill with H, but I do wonder, when it's a
question of a wounded bird...

A much chastened and very sad Teresa (in VA) who hopes never to dose again
without putting on glasses and reading the remedy name very carefully,
especially on a dark, rainy day!

Dear Teresa
Wonderfull story,thanks for posting that.
I have the same problem and i'm only 49,needing those reading glasses only this yr. My Emergency kit has verry small letters,Washington Homeopathics Kit of 50 remedies.
Your intentions were good teresa,dont worry at least you tried to help.

Where are you were its dark and rainy? here its 110 degrees in the shade and sunny outside.

Gina Tyler

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Hi Teresa,

I do not think you have any reason to blame yourself.

It appears much more likely that the startling effect and the
consecutive moving of the bird was at fault, not the Apis.

And even without that the bird would have died soon, probably.

My girlfriend was a bird breeder and the birds were kept outside in
"volieres (?) - anyway sort of huge cages, partly like a shed, partly
like an outside cage. You probably all know them from the zoos.

Her hightmare was that for some reason or other the birds would get
suddenly scared or startled by some noise or anything during the
night, where they could not see the wall or the ceiling and fly
against it. She had a light on all night in those cages and still was
in a terrible state on New Years Eve.

This collision was according to her the worst that could happen to a
bird. They hit with their heads and break their sculls. And with a
really badly broken scull people also die before a remedy even has a
chance to hold - e.g. from the mechanical influence of the scull bones
on the brain.

This is exactly what can happen with glass panes.

Regards


On Thu, 13 Jul 2006, Teresa Kramer wrote:

> Spurred on by Shannon's fascinating story of the cow, I will confess to what
> I did yesterday--get it off my chest, so to speak, where it has been hanging
> like a much-deserved albatross!
>
> It was very stormy and kinda dark here around 3 pm yesterday. I was playing
> away at copy-editing when I was suddenly startled by a hard thump on the big
> picture window next to me. I looked up to see one of our robins flying away.
> Because the thump had been so hard, I stood up and looked up and there was a
> young robin lying on the ground, sorta twisted but obviously still
> breathing.
>
> I rushed in the house, grabbed my Urgent Care kit, and hurried to the
> kitchen for a bowl, meanwhile pulling out of the kit what I thought was the
> bottle of Arnica. [I now know, and will hopefully never forget again, that
> it is the third bottle in the row!]
>
> I squinted my 63-yr-old eyes in the dark kitchen, too much in a hurry to put
> on my reading glasses, and tipped two tiny pellets in the bowl. A bit of
> filtered water on the pellets and out I went to the rescue of the downed
> young robin. (very probably the one I had seen fledge recently in a nest
> under our deck...oh, woe is me!)
>
> Unfortunately, our dog followed me out. She didn't go near the robin (though
> it may have known she was there) because I was in between dog and bird. I
> dipped my fingers in the water and flipped some drops on the bird, whereupon
> the poor bird did a couple of dreadful cartwheel-like flops that I will
> never forget. I flipped water again, trying hard to get some on its eye, as
> I have read one should do--and the poor thing promptly gave up the ghost.
>
> I was so disappointed, but imagine my horror when I went into the kitchen
> later to put the remedy bottle back in the kit and found that it was the
> second bottle: Apis 30c.
>
> My husband says I didn't kill the baby bird--but then he doesn't know much
> about homeopathy and he didn't see those horrid death throes brought on by
> the drops of Apis, or so I fear.
>
> I have read that you can't kill with H, but I do wonder, when it's a
> question of a wounded bird...
>
> A much chastened and very sad Teresa (in VA) who hopes never to dose again
> without putting on glasses and reading the remedy name very carefully,
> especially on a dark, rainy day!
>
>
>

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Hi, Gina! Thanks for the comfort (got similar comforting sentiments from
Shannon, Luise, Sati and a couple of other kind folks!)

I am so glad the message I was partially trying to convey got through to you
at least, hopefully to others--i.e., that it can be dangerous to pass on
putting on those reading glasses and try to squint to read. I have worn
reading glasses around my neck since my early 40s, so I ought to know better
than to try to pass on them with those tiny bottles. :)

I was in fact referring to a Wash. Homeop. kit (Urgent Care kit) that has
just those tiny bottles, in fact: the 18 remedy kit that I carry in my purse
always. I also have a 50 remedy kit and a 100 remedy kit (but our daughter
in Madagascar presently has the latter.) (Wash. Home. is located quite near
us in West VA.)

I am in Northern VA near Washington, DC and we have had what seems like
weeks of grey, even foggy, weather, with very high humidity and
thunderstorms most afternoons. Quite high temps, too. Going up to 100 as of
tomorrow apparently. Now for three days it is mostly sunny but even hotter.
I love my garden dearly, but I will not be sorry to see Sept.

All the very, very best to you!! Teresa