Not How I Had It Planned 2

I was on call for the past two nights.
It wouldn't of been too bad but both nights I was awoken from sleeping leaving me confused.
Wednesday, I had a huge slate of surgeries-dog spay, two dog neuters, cat neuter, three cat spays, spay/declaw, dental. Maybe one more. The number 10 sticks out in my mind. I was slow getting started due to my need for McDonalds for breakfast. Anyhow, I got scheduled to also do a surgery on a cow afterwards. But as we were finishing, I got a call for a calving. I would have to finish surgery-about an hour-do the calving and then the cow surgery. Maybe the cow surgery could wait till Thursday?
Luckily, the cow had her calf and the other cow didn't require surgery. So I finished up at the office and went home. It was a quiet night until I went to bed. About half an hour after I went to bed, I get a phone call about a horse having a baby. Horses that require assistance to have their babies are not a good thing. I mostly listened on the phone while the people freaked out until they gave me their address. I consulted with CB and drove out to BFE. Once there, the mare had the foal already. It was a massive baby. Her placenta was still there but was okay. I checked her out and she seemed okay for having had a foal that big.
The mare hasn't passed her placenta in the morning and there were a few other mares to be checked so CB went out while I did her Thursday morning appointments. Unfortunately, by the time CB got there the mare had successfully passed her placenta and passed away. CB's guess is that she had a rupture of her uterine artery. It's sad and tearing me up a little.
I thankfully got to go home for a tiny nap before going back to work for evening appointments. Then in the middle of them, I got a call about a horse that sliced its leg. After hurrying through the rest of appointments, I ran out and sewed up a horse. Luckily, I couldn't have asked for a better behaved horse. Then nothing until a 4am wake up call about a foal that was born around midnight but wasn't nursing. I got the owners reasonably calmed down and everyone went to bed. This morning the foal was nursing well. I went out this afternoon after cutting the cow that finally twisted (though I wasn't convinced until I opened her) and pulled IgG levels. They were good and the foal got good immunity from the mare.
I'm glad that things turned out well for that foal. I wish things had gone better for the other pair. I'm glad I'm not an equine vet.