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04.12.2012 Blutegelbehandlung
| Posted on 10 December, 2012 at 7:11 |
 Bei Minustemperaturen und Schneesturm konnte ich erfolgreich eine Blutegelbehandlung an einem 10- jährigem Wallach durchgeführen.Der Wallach hatte vor einem halben Jahr einen schweren Sturz erlitten und sich dabei hinten rechts den Sehnen- und Bandapparat verletzt. Nach einigen erfolgreichen tierärztlichen Behandlungen lag noch eine mäßige Schwellung und Reizung im Bereich der Fessel vor. Eine Lahmheit konnte man noch leicht erkennen. Ich hatte 3 Blutegel im Verband angesetzt, die alle sofort an der gleichen Stelle gebissen hatten - Entzündungsherd! Schon während der Behandlung konnte man deutlich eine Reduzierung der Schwellung erkennen. Die Nachblutung hielt ca. 6-7 Stunden an. Die ganze Behandlung verlief absolut schmerzfrei und sehr entspannend für das Pferd. Nach 2 Tagen nochmals tierärztliche Untersuchung mit einem deutlichen Erfolg, Bein dünn, Pferd zu 98% lahmfrei :-) |
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