His story started with a typical small turkey hatch. His sister, the only other poult to hatch came out as a strong and healthy girl. She grew up to be Sweet Pea, my red bronze girl. Will, on the other hand had a very hard time hatching. He hatched with some much needed help but was in serious trouble. In his shell, His umbilical cord was wrapped around his leg and every attempt that he made to move, he pulled his little yolk sack out. The first this we had to do was cut his umbilical cord from his leg. Most times, that would be enough and the yolk sack would be reabsorbed. Not in Will's case though. While he was resting in the incubator, he tried to stand up and ended up stepping on it and breaking it open. It was lucky that I happened to stop in and check on him. Still being new to hatching, I wasn't entirely sure what to do but I did know that he was bleeding out, quickly. The only thing I could think to do was grab some thread and tie off the remainder of the yolk as tight as I could. Amazingly, it worked! The bleeding stopped. I had to trim off what remained of his yolk sack and sprayed it down with blue kote to keep it from getting infected.
Will made incredible leaps and bounds towards recovery. At almost two weeks old, he was finally eating and drinking on his own. He no longer needed his vitamin mix and most times was able to get back up on his feet all by himself if he got knocked over. He had bonded well to his brooder mates and could keep up with them with whatever they were doing. It was such a triumph to see him succeed so well and power through all the complications. I still checked on him numerous times a day and almost every time I was checking, he was perfectly fine.