dominobrown
Well-Known Member
Well actually the title is factually incorrect... on Monday morning a thoroughbred saved my life... kind of.
After a busy weekedtaking my youngster and my friends notriously difficult youngster around their first hunter trials and being semi successful with 2 compleations, helping with my friends arab colt to load etc etc, was planning on a productive monday morning tidying up and cleaning out the wagon I had borrowed to go competing with ar the weekend, as my land rover chassis has apprantly snapped in half.
Leading 2 horses to the field, as I always do, a thoroughbred and a big huge horse. Something spooked the big horse, I dont know what ( I had shut the dogs away, it was their normal field etc) and it launched forwards into me and the other horse.
You know when you get that feeling before anythibg actually happens its going to be bad? I felt both hooves land on my back... weirdly my first logical thought was to protect my head as I was on the yard by myself... only managed one kick to the head...
I screamed and he jumped back, then when to bolt forwards again...I am on the floor now, underneath the Thoroughbred. Despite the other cannoning into the little thoroughbree, named Smurf, he held his ground and god only knows hpw avoided stepping on me. At this point the big horse whipped round and took off back to the yard. Smurf was trembling but he didn't move despite his friend galloping off and careful step away from me as I used his legs to climb to me feet.
I managed to complete my task of turning smurf out to the field... got back to the yard and found the big horse in the middle of the yard. He was shaking with fear... I was very qinded and gasping for breath Iand everytime I got hold of it it tried to pull away so I kind of shooed it into an empty stable.
I this point I felt very sick and dizzy, I couldnt breathe and could feel blood running down my back. I mananged to get into the house, climb the stairs and lie down in the spare room.
I hate those people who call an ambulance for nothing so I lay there debating whether I would be fine in a minute and not need one... the pain was immense and I was unsure when someone who next be up at the yard... my partner works 12 hour shifts and liveries arent coming up until evenings at the moment.
I decided to admit defeat and call an ambulance.
Luckily my friend who I had borrowed the wagon off decided to pick it up early... she is a now retried nurse, having nursed for 30 years, so when she knocked on the door and made her way upstairs to find me, wondering why everything was open on the yard and there is one random horse in by itself.
The paramedics arrived soon after, and gave me a lot of morphine. Everyone was concerned that I had punctured a lung.
My partners work where very good at sending him home and my friend sorted the horse in the stable and locked up the yard.
The ambulance journey was horriffic with my heart rte dropping to 15 at one point, probably are reaction to the morphine or me going into shock. Ambulance had to stop a give me fluids of something, apprantly right outside my ex boyfriends parents house.
Anyways I managed to escape with some broken ribs, a torn shoukder ligament that might need an operation and maybe a small amount of internal bleeding.
I am now stressing and scared about the yard. Two horses have gone home already so my income is declining rapidly. My part time staff have become full time so I just hope I can afford to pay bills etc. I can't really afford to be off longer than a week. My income mainly relies on full liveries and having horses into school. I can't take anyone new on, and obviously people jnow that I wont be doing much schooling so are taking their horses away. I think I might try and ride after the weekend, I will see, but I do feel like I am sruck between a rock and a hard place.
After a busy weekedtaking my youngster and my friends notriously difficult youngster around their first hunter trials and being semi successful with 2 compleations, helping with my friends arab colt to load etc etc, was planning on a productive monday morning tidying up and cleaning out the wagon I had borrowed to go competing with ar the weekend, as my land rover chassis has apprantly snapped in half.
Leading 2 horses to the field, as I always do, a thoroughbred and a big huge horse. Something spooked the big horse, I dont know what ( I had shut the dogs away, it was their normal field etc) and it launched forwards into me and the other horse.
You know when you get that feeling before anythibg actually happens its going to be bad? I felt both hooves land on my back... weirdly my first logical thought was to protect my head as I was on the yard by myself... only managed one kick to the head...
I screamed and he jumped back, then when to bolt forwards again...I am on the floor now, underneath the Thoroughbred. Despite the other cannoning into the little thoroughbree, named Smurf, he held his ground and god only knows hpw avoided stepping on me. At this point the big horse whipped round and took off back to the yard. Smurf was trembling but he didn't move despite his friend galloping off and careful step away from me as I used his legs to climb to me feet.
I managed to complete my task of turning smurf out to the field... got back to the yard and found the big horse in the middle of the yard. He was shaking with fear... I was very qinded and gasping for breath Iand everytime I got hold of it it tried to pull away so I kind of shooed it into an empty stable.
I this point I felt very sick and dizzy, I couldnt breathe and could feel blood running down my back. I mananged to get into the house, climb the stairs and lie down in the spare room.
I hate those people who call an ambulance for nothing so I lay there debating whether I would be fine in a minute and not need one... the pain was immense and I was unsure when someone who next be up at the yard... my partner works 12 hour shifts and liveries arent coming up until evenings at the moment.
I decided to admit defeat and call an ambulance.
Luckily my friend who I had borrowed the wagon off decided to pick it up early... she is a now retried nurse, having nursed for 30 years, so when she knocked on the door and made her way upstairs to find me, wondering why everything was open on the yard and there is one random horse in by itself.
The paramedics arrived soon after, and gave me a lot of morphine. Everyone was concerned that I had punctured a lung.
My partners work where very good at sending him home and my friend sorted the horse in the stable and locked up the yard.
The ambulance journey was horriffic with my heart rte dropping to 15 at one point, probably are reaction to the morphine or me going into shock. Ambulance had to stop a give me fluids of something, apprantly right outside my ex boyfriends parents house.
Anyways I managed to escape with some broken ribs, a torn shoukder ligament that might need an operation and maybe a small amount of internal bleeding.
I am now stressing and scared about the yard. Two horses have gone home already so my income is declining rapidly. My part time staff have become full time so I just hope I can afford to pay bills etc. I can't really afford to be off longer than a week. My income mainly relies on full liveries and having horses into school. I can't take anyone new on, and obviously people jnow that I wont be doing much schooling so are taking their horses away. I think I might try and ride after the weekend, I will see, but I do feel like I am sruck between a rock and a hard place.
. I'd be waving goodbye to the big horse who hurt you ASAP.
