Post by hoperefuge on Apr 3, 2012 10:47:58 GMT -5
Well, I've had to wonder about that, too, frogholr...is there still more in there when I'm done milking. I know it's really hard to get her front quarters milked out the whole way with the machine...her front teats are sooo skinny.
I decided to go for Lannie's suggestion today & separated them last night again. I got 1 1/4 gallon out of my side (right 2 quarters) & the little bugger got a big, fat belly but didn't quite empty his left rear quarter the whole way. I'm pretty sure my front quarter isn't empty either. We'll see what I get this evening.
She IS great, frogholr, and I don't really want to sell her. I wish I could do it, but when I said I can't....well, I really CAN'T. I....um.....well, I have "issues". Seriously, though...my body just doesn't deal with stress the way "normal" people can. I get this crazy endocrine/hormone/chemical imbalance stuff going on & then I crash & burn. And things that don't seem stressful to "normal" people can push me over the edge. I HATE it! It makes me feel like I'm crazy, and makes me want to cry . But it's what I have to deal with at this point in my life for some reason.
And after just 6 weeks of the mental stress of HAVING to milk every day & then DO something with all that milk (among all the other normal daily life chores & stuff)...well, I'm at the breaking point. Lately I've been having days I feel almost panick-attack-y. I feel like this inside. The thought of having to keep this up for a couple more months in the hopes that he'll eventually be able to keep up with her..... that gives me chest pain! And worst of all, I'm not enjoying my time with my cows anymore. They HAD been a source of joy & pleasure, and that's the way I want it, but lately I've been miserable.
So there ya' have it....a confession of the real truth.
Kim
I decided to go for Lannie's suggestion today & separated them last night again. I got 1 1/4 gallon out of my side (right 2 quarters) & the little bugger got a big, fat belly but didn't quite empty his left rear quarter the whole way. I'm pretty sure my front quarter isn't empty either. We'll see what I get this evening.
She IS great, frogholr, and I don't really want to sell her. I wish I could do it, but when I said I can't....well, I really CAN'T. I....um.....well, I have "issues". Seriously, though...my body just doesn't deal with stress the way "normal" people can. I get this crazy endocrine/hormone/chemical imbalance stuff going on & then I crash & burn. And things that don't seem stressful to "normal" people can push me over the edge. I HATE it! It makes me feel like I'm crazy, and makes me want to cry . But it's what I have to deal with at this point in my life for some reason.
And after just 6 weeks of the mental stress of HAVING to milk every day & then DO something with all that milk (among all the other normal daily life chores & stuff)...well, I'm at the breaking point. Lately I've been having days I feel almost panick-attack-y. I feel like this inside. The thought of having to keep this up for a couple more months in the hopes that he'll eventually be able to keep up with her..... that gives me chest pain! And worst of all, I'm not enjoying my time with my cows anymore. They HAD been a source of joy & pleasure, and that's the way I want it, but lately I've been miserable.
So there ya' have it....a confession of the real truth.
Kim