Wasn’t too sure what to call this or where to post, but I just need to write this somewhere and have a damn good cry.
Elsewhere, I have posted about my little filly with the pastern joint infection. I have been a nervous wreck over the whole thing, but it is the tip of the iceberg.
A few weeks ago, I had 2 broodmares open a gate and escape somehow (whilst I was at a competition), go through a fence and run down the road. Luckily my husband saved the day, caught them (long story) and got vet out to stitch up a nasty leg wound on one of the mares. A few days later, my 2yo somehow fell over in the paddock and was unable to move. After some investigations and intense observation, he was cleared of any major injury, but it gave me a big scare. Then I got sick……and a few days later, found my filly broken leg lame with the infected pastern joint. It’s been a horrible few weeks of not knowing if she would make it. I have been a mess.
Fast forward to this morning. A client arrrived for a lesson and pointed to a field of mares and asked if one of them was the lame one (meaning the filly). I was then like a deer in the headlights to discover my beautiful (pregnant) TB mare on 3 legs. sob After some investigating (no wounds/trauma, vitals normal) and more freaking out - she appears to have stringhalt in her near hind. I’m now completely done (or undone…collapsed into a puddle of tears).
All of these have been completely out of left field incidents that I cannot attribute blame to anything, just really bad luck. However, it’s coming off the back of an exhausting stud season where it took a lot of money, effort and time to get my 3 mares in foal. I’m now faced with quite a few hefty bills and am shellshocked that 4 of my ‘favourites’ have had something bad happen to them in such a short space of time (nothing bad ever happens to the barren mare, the paddock companions or pensioners….).
I lost a young mare to renal failure 2 years ago, but (aside from losing a young pony to colic as a child) haven’t had quite such a bad run before or since. I expect disappointments, but all of this has hit me hard. I cannot bear any more heartbreak for a while. I don’t recall ever feeling so fragile over horses, but it is having the affect of making me not feel like riding and has me questioning if I can keep going with horses when the joy is gone. I’m scared to even look outside in the morning for fear of more injuries. Nearly 36 years of owning horses, you’d think I’d be more resilient? I’m very pragmatic with decisions over older horses, but this stress over younger animals is a very different beast. It’s impacting on a few of my health issues and my work. I never thought horses would cause me to need therapy, they were my therapy….
How do you all cope? What helps?
It is not helped by my extended family not being at all supportive. They think I’m nuts for crying over horses….