A Note About This Blog

I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Freaking Fragile Horses

Naners was finally better from her injury, we were making progress, planning on Training Level Test 3 for a local show.

Then, less than a week before the show, on a sunday night, her right hind just didn't look right, but I couldn't put my finger on it. This is exactly the same leg that she scraped open two months earlier. It didn't really feel hotter than the other leg, but the cleft between tendons was filled in. Sent a text to the vet giving her a heads up and that I'd text in the morning when the light was better.

Monday morning, not hot, but definitely not right. Sent a picture to the vet.

"Ummm.... that looks like a bow."

No. Nonononononononono.

She came out, ultrasounded the leg... lesion on the DDFT. Back to being locked up in her pen. Back to me not riding her.

I'm pissed. We always joke about how we need to bubble wrap our horses, but seriously, Naners likes to hurt herself more than any horse I've ever known. In less than a year and a half she's ulcerated her eye (April 2014), sliced her tendon sheath open (June 2014), tendon sheath got infected (July 2014), slight laminitis (fall 2014), slight laminitis (spring 2015), sliced a leg open again (April 2015), bowed tendon (June 2015). Oh, and then there's her ongoing odd back soreness, that we figure is due to her fence walking.

There comes a point when you own every horse that you start wondering how much more money it's worth putting into them. I'm at that point with her. I'm not sure I can sell her, due to her management issues (the fence walking and laminitis on fall and spring grass.)

For now, I'm just going to wait till her tendon heals and then go from there.









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