I am not just tired. I’m exhausted. I’m also sick and tired of being sick and tired. I have been diagnosed Fibromyalgia this past December. This is after 3 years of symptoms. I have also been diagnosed sleep apnea. I have been Vit B12 defecient in the past. I just came back Vit D defecient AGAIN for the 4th time. I had just come off the 50,000 IU dosage 6 weeks before and was still eating tons of vit D pills a week. I am waiting to be seen and evaluated for Ehlers Danlos Syndrome too by a specialist in Baltimore sometime soon.
As for my horses, they are in TN with my best friend. When I kept having nightmares about calling the vet out for colic I figured it was my subscious (spelling) telling me I was going beyond benignly neglecting them. I had tried changes like getting them a round bale and converting my barn in to a run in for when the weather allowed. That helped for a while when I was still able to function. Then I could wait till a good day and use the tractor to just strip the run in and stalls. Eventually though I hauled them to my best friend’s house because I trusted her to care for them. They will stay with her indefinitely. I do not worry about them there.
I would love to bring my palomino back home to the boarding barn that will be 0.3 miles down the road from my new house, but first I need to come home and have enough energy to do more than feed myself and my daughter, the dogs, and go to bed. If I can’t find the energy to exercise or be active for an hour 3 times a week then there is no point in having my horse hauled back to NY because I wouldn’t make it to the barn to spend any time with her.
I was at the tack shop and almost bought the trail riding Tucker wide stirrups I wanted. I then realized I haven’t ridden in a year and my horses are 14 hours away. WHY do I need trail riding stirrups? I put them back. A year ago I was the therapeutic riding instructor and now I won’t even go sign myself up as a rider. I’m too tired and and my joints are dislocated ALL THE TIME. If I’m getting on any horse I’m getting on mine. When I saw mine at Christmas I was too sore and in too big a flare to do anything other than cry in to their manes.