Okay, picture this everyone.....
I trudge out through the gale force winds to the hay and pick out the nicest pieces and cover it all up and drag it out to the goat barn. Ginger sees me approaching

, eyeing me suspiciously.
I set the hay down and see she is chewing her cud.

Baking soda is helping! I decide maybe a little more baking soda is warranted and battle this down her. She is giving me looks that kill

and I can tell she is wishing I would just go away.

But I decide to feel her belly and kinda started rubbing her sides a little with one hand and put the other on her chest area so she won't leap up and leave. About this point Emilee and Buckley decide to play king-of-the-mountain on poor Ginger and I and they hop from my back right onto her tummy in a big heap. Apparently the added weight was all it took, because a big ol' gulp of air moved up her windpipe and came out in what I think was a belch. Can goats burp? This one was so big I FELT it!
She got up, went over to the hay I set out and start nosing around in it. She didn't push everyone out of the way so I still need to keep an eye on her, but I think that big ol' burp really helped.
I think I'll just have him bring me some mineral oil and not even worry about giving it unless things change. And we need to devise a new way to latch that door so this never happens again.
Perhaps I should research feeding whole grains so I don't have to concern myself with this as much.
thanks for your help everyone, but I think that big ol burp was a sign she is on the mend.