What keeps me going??
I lived a charmed life, health- and mobility-wise, until mid 2010 when I started having groin and back pain. It took forever and a bunch of different doctors to get correctly diagnosed–even had a hysterectomy that I didn’t even need (mistaken diagnosis for the groin pain). While all this was going on for a year and a half, I got to the point where I was tripping with my leg, had to start using a cane, and had trouble walking more than a couple hundred feet at a time.
Since that time, I’ve connected with better doctors and a great physical therapist. I’ve had a bunch of back and hip injections, both hips replaced, surgery to have tendons released/repaired from post hip replacement physical therapy injuries (grrrr–don’t let anyone push you when your body is saying otherwise!), complications from the tendon surgery when I developed a hematoma on my leg the size of a large football and had to have 2 additional surgeries for that, as well as hang out with a wound vac machine hooked up to my leg for a couple of months. I was so weak after that mess that walking just 100 feet exhausted me and it took months to build myself back up to just being able to walk a mile. But then other things went bad …
I rode my good QH mare a few times for 15 minutes or so at a time, mostly at a walk around my property last fall for the first time in 3 years, and I plan to start riding again after the tendon surgery recovery–again very slowly and carefully. I figure 10 minutes at a walk is better than no riding at all. I’m hoping to build myself back up to being able to trail ride for an hour or two. Just have to proceed carefully and very slowly.
This winter–2 arm surgeries. Tomorrow, having a peroneal tendon tear repair in my ankle, and then I will need to have an Achilles tendon surgery after that in a few months to repair degeneration and tears in that tendon. Seems like my body has weakened and it doesn’t take much to screw something up with the most innocent wrong move.
My body has taken a beating, but I refuse to give up and think of myself as a disabled person. Even after the hip replacements, I hobbled out to the barn with my walker to fill the water tub for the horses, feed some grain, or whatever else I could handle. My surgeon gave me restrictions and said I could do anything I wanted as long as I stayed within them. I figured out how to do some things during that time by getting creative. My horses and my dogs are what keep me going, positive, and working hard to get things back together best I can.
I’ve had several people tell me that I should get rid of the horses, but I just won’t hear of it. Worse comes to worse, if I get to the point where I can’t handle horse chores at home, I will board. I HAVE to have horses in my life and I love owning my own horse.
I’m more fortunate than many in that medically I’m doing well–I don’t have diabetes, auto-immune disease, heart disease, etc. It’s just tough to be in your early 50’s and go through a seemingly never ending series of problems and surgeries that never give your body a chance to strengthen in between.
I’m not sure exactly what physical problems the OP has going on, but if possible, try to think of ways you can do horse things you want to do by being creative and resourceful. Figure out what you ARE capable of doing, and work with that–figure out a way to make it happen. For example, when I walked out to my horses with my walker shortly after the hip replacements, I had a couple of chairs placed along my route through my yard so I could stop and rest. I carried my cell phone with me all the time so I could call someone for some help if I needed to (Oh, I forgot to mention, I live alone). I found a reliable teenager in the area who does my horse care when I’m recovering from surgeries. I also have a good friend who does the heavier stuff with the horses on the weekends, such as carrying the grain from the vehicle to the feed room, pushing the wheelbarrow through the deep snow, etc. My horses are out on pasture with a run-in arrangement so I don’t have as much manure/stalls to clean, I only have to feed hay during the winter, and I pay extra to have my winter hay delivered and stacked–my days of tossing around 300 bales of hay are long gone.
Sometimes you have to get pretty creative and resourceful to keep the horse dream alive, but it can be done for many people who have physical problems.
Best of luck.