Flying-fox rescue after a hailstorm: Haille, Rave and Sheree

There was a terrific hailstorm last night, with hailstones the size of golf balls, some as large as tennis balls in some areas.
I was called for a rescue of a bat hanging low on a tree trunk near the colony in a large city park. When on my way, the ranger called back and said there was another batty crawling along the ground, and to bring 2 cages (but I was already on my way).
A third bat call for the park came in a few minutes later, and reports of some dead bats in the ground.

First rescue was Haille, a 10 week old baby who was alert and interactive with no apparent injuries except a grazed thumb. It is always deceptive; assessing them at rescue and looking at them in 12 hours usually shows a huge difference in their physical state, as the adrenaline from accident and rescue wears off.

I couldn't find the second bat, mainly because the ranger and I were not communicating very well. I came back to this one.

The third bat, Rave, was an adult male hanging off a picnic table. He had a fractured radius right at his wrist joint, which isn't something we can fix so the bat can fly again, so he was euthanased.

Batty two, Sheree, was located - she appeared to have a massive closed head injury. She wasn't great so I got her to the Princess who is the best carer for head injuries in my area. In care she improved and started moving around the cage, then became progressively less well till she was fitting on a regular basis. She was euthanased.

There were 3 dead bats I picked up.
One was an adult female who had no visible cause of death but was probably a head injury.
One was a juvenile male Black Flying-Fox who had a shattered jaw and horribly broken humerus at his shoulder joint.
And one was an adult, sex unknown, who was mostly eaten by a fox, but who had a large depressed skull fracture.

Haille:
I was going to leave you with the happy feeling that at least one batty survived, but Haille's story deserves a truthful end.
Haille was the most delightful big baby in care for the first 12 hours, with large bright eyes. She was hungry and thirsty, drank juice, milk and ate yoghurt. Then the adrenaline wore off and she was quiet and wouldn't drink. She was given good analgesia and put back to bed to sleep and rest.
She began to smell bad, and about 24 hours after rescue, she was unrouseable, had slitty squidgy eyes, was in pain I couldn't alleviate, had massively swollen toes and foot (which looked like electric burns), and both wrists swelled hugely and both thumbs looked blistery and burnt.
I think somewhere in her hailstorm accident she glanced off power lines and ended up on the ground.
I euthanased her, and it was a blessing to end her suffering.

So of the 6 post-hailstorm bats I picked up last week, 3 were DOA and all 3 live ones were euthanased (Rave immediately, Haille 24 hours later, and Sheree 72 hours later).
RIP Rave, Haille and Sheree.

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